Old men and babies The gravid, and lunchtime drunks Nap before evening. 23.3.2008
Month: November 2016
Why I Bother
Oil for the quiet wheel In amongst a thousand squeaks This one’s stopped turning. 8.4.2005
The Men and the Babies
Giants to them, we were Knew our deeper voices; called Big hands to cradle. 17.5.15
Oh, Baby: Seven Untitled Haiku
…what new hell this is All of our own creation! Others see heaven. I hate washing up! And scrub and hate, hate and scrub Nothing’s broken, yet… You sometimes look like You know what the point is; I Wish you could tell us. Can’t help feeling I’d Be better off without me But not […]
Old Habits
You’re gone, so I must Argue with a memory Even that I lose. 2011-2016
Daylight Losing
haiku + photos
A Bad Sign
haiku + photos
Kodak Moments
haiku + photos
As If An Old Widower
haiku + photos
Etude
haiku + photos
The Normal Grown-Up 