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    haikupoet.com
    the haiku blog of paul david mena

    Saturday, June 30, 2007

    end of June —
    a fly in what used to be
    my daughter’s bedroom

     

    Friday, June 22, 2007

    shortest night —
    I sleep on
    her side of the bed

     

    Thursday, June 21, 2007

    solstice —
    my son’s
    first tattoo

     

    Monday, June 18, 2007

    in the waiting room
    three new boxes
    of latex gloves

     

    Sunday, June 17, 2007

    alone on the shelf
    a Father’s Day card
    from the dog

     

    Saturday, June 16, 2007

    June —
    Daddy’s little girl
    tosses the bouquet

     

    Thursday, June 14, 2007

    late train —
    I don’t respond
    to “sir”

     

    Wednesday, June 13, 2007

    throbbing headache the conductor punches my ticket twice

     

    Tuesday, June 12, 2007

    a recruiter calls —
    a murder of crows
    on the high tension wire

     

    Monday, June 11, 2007

    six days before the wedding the empty bookshelves in her room

     

    Thursday, June 07, 2007

    traffic snarled —
    a throbbing
    bass note

     

    Tuesday, June 05, 2007

    cloudless night —
    I can’t believe
    I’m giving her away

     

    crowded train —
    I know the answer
    to 36 across

     

    Sunday, June 03, 2007

    overcast —
    my son is too busy
    to take my call

     

    Friday, June 01, 2007

    blue moon —
    our neighbor’s lawn
    goes to seed