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Thirty

30 April 2007


Through a dirty pane
Bare lightbulb screaming yellow
I quicken my steps

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
7:12 PM

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Twenty-Nine

29 April 2007


Fall twilight thuds down
A jackdaw roosts on a roof
Such heavy omens

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
3:05 PM

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Twenty-Eight

28 April 2007


Greasy spoon diner
Oatmeal with fruit for breakfast
Raisins don't have legs!

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
1:36 PM

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Twenty-Seven

27 April 2007


My inheritance-
this tiny family graveyard;
My bone-stuffed garden

maybe this one is better:

My bone-stuffed garden,
This tiny family graveyard-
My inheritance


*My family does actually have a small, private cemetery in my hometown, my father is buried there. The site overlooks the West branch of the Niagara River. My mother used to do some of the groundskeeping and I grew up playing among the gravesites, daydreaming, reading, chasing bugs, sometimes wiggling loose markers or picking the roses from the bush that covered a great-great aunt's plot and putting them on other graves, because it was good to share. I never thought this was morbid or weird and just assumed every family had a little cemetery for themselves and they all did stuff like this. My husband was extremely weirded out when I took him to visit and to hang out, and this embarassed me profoundly for some reason I can't quite articulate. I miss my cemetery.

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
6:50 AM

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Twenty-Six

26 April 2007


Under old tiled eaves
Cobwebs collect cherry petals
Spiders go hungry

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
10:53 AM

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Twenty-Five

25 April 2007


Early spring morning
A friend at my door in tears
Beginnings, endings

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
4:25 PM

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Twenty-Four

24 April 2007


Blind constellations
Whose stars no longer grant wishes
Star-lit lies of winter

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
10:44 PM

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Twenty-Three

23 April 2007


Winter's rage retreats
Stone lantern split in half
Spring softly cleans up

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
6:40 AM

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Twenty-Two

22 April 2007


Dishes in the sink
A black bug creeping along
Ennui of Sunday

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
10:36 AM

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Twenty-One

21 April 2007


Springtime fixing up
The hammer arcs and misses
Curses drown birdsong

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
10:33 AM

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Twenty

20 April 2007


Too old for pimples
I peer into the mirror
Better than wrinkles

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
9:00 PM

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Nineteen

19 April 2007


Yellow daffodils
In the rain, I remember
My father long dead

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
10:50 AM

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Eighteen

18 April 2007


Winding in my legs
The cat is trying to kill me
The steep stairwell looms

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
10:48 AM

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Seventeen

17 April 2007


A storm approaches
Tin angels dance on my roof
The sun scares them off

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
8:13 AM

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Sixteen

16 April 2007


I go to bed late
The sun comes up earlier
Spring insomnia

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
8:10 PM

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Fifteen

15 April 2007


Centipede that was
A noodle dropped on the floor
Some kitchen magic!

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
8:05 AM

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Fourteen

14 April 2007


Under glad spring skies
Pink shimmer of Sakura
Black of a dead crow

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
7:47 AM

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Thirteen

13 April 2007


Seated on a park bench
I sip on tastes of springtime
white clouds and white sake

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
7:22 PM

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Twelve

12 April 2007


An evening's outing
Strolling across my backyard
Pheasants and old men

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
7:09 PM

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Eleven

11 April 2007


Quiet spring morning
Frilly noise of peonies
The ants come running

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
8:23 PM

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Ten

10 April 2007


Spring fever grips me
Daffodil and traffic light
Unheeded yellows

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:28 PM

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Nine

09 April 2007


Springtime fields beneath
The darkness of a new moon
A heart’s deep secrets

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:25 PM

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Eight

08 April 2007


The seventh month starts
Swimming in a sea of clouds
Ends drowned in the heat

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:22 PM

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Seven

07 April 2007


Bits of sweet color
Tucked among bland winter weeks
Hanging persimmons

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:21 PM

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Six

06 April 2007


Flaming maple leaves
Drift away from black branches
Moments of our lives

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:20 PM

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Five

05 April 2007


In December skies
White dagger of a gull's wing
It cuts through my grief

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:16 PM

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Four

04 April 2007


A little gold bug
Glinting in the charcoal pile
A treasure ignored

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:15 PM

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Three

03 April 2007


Above harvested fields
A streak in the dimming light
The red dragonfly rises

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:14 PM

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Two

02 April 2007


The moon in the trees
Many fireflies in the grass
I am also caught

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:12 PM

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One

01 April 2007


Butterflies stagger along
Drunk on the bright wind
A wobbly parade

posted by Also Lots of Ocelots
12:10 PM

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