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Friday, October 31, 2008

apple harvest the homely girl culls

w. f. owen

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

the table grape rolls off the table missing you

w. f. owen

Sunday, October 26, 2008

A haibun published in Frogpond, vol. 31 (No. 3), 2008, p. 61:

It seems strange

to be buried in spring with the blossoms popping insects crawling flies buzzing but here I lie in deep dirt like a bulb planted the coolness the voices of passing walkers laughing sometimes scolding an errant child lovers walking hand in hand creating their own light no light here comfort snugness is snugness a real word are we there yet is it time for bed momma . . . awake the time it takes to realize it was a dream.


sunset the long thread to the hanging caterpillar

w. f. owen

Friday, October 24, 2008

Indian summer looking through the yearbook

w. f. owen

Thursday, October 23, 2008

cutting the first persimmon i hold my breath

w. f. owen

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

lingering heat with a turn the dog lies down

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Tuesday, October 21, 2008

gardening till the clouds part

w. f. owen

Sunday, October 19, 2008

surplus of stars tonight the chatty girl

w. f. owen

Saturday, October 18, 2008

just when i thought i knew him this

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Friday, October 17, 2008

Indian summer the adult day-care field trip

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Thursday, October 16, 2008

Indian summer she says hi to the man behind me

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Tuesday, October 14, 2008

autumn clouds clumps of shirt under his sweater

w. f. owen

Sunday, October 12, 2008

fish ladder more children than salmon

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Saturday, October 11, 2008

crossing the walk bridge neither here nor there

w. f. owen

Friday, October 10, 2008

first colored leaves the boy's hot face

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Thursday, October 9, 2008

waning moon the boy runs home to supper

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Sunday, October 5, 2008

rain ending the shine returns to the pond

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Saturday, October 4, 2008

retired he wakes up at the same time

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Friday, October 3, 2008

walking to school in the mist hair slicked down

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Thursday, October 2, 2008

the blue dragonfly flits across the blue sky

w. f. owen