could anything be
as real as the smile passing
between you and me?

*
Longtime regular readers may have noticed the return to an old habit — that is the posting of a daily haiku. That’s how my haiku habit originally began. So as not to thin out the haiku quality too much, I’m going to occasionally revive old entries. This would be such an entry.

“Soft light” was originally posted last year. It also appears in my book — which, if you haven’t yet bought it but are inclined to, is available from Amazon. It’s a bargain at $7.50 a copy. Better yet, all of its 2009 net royalties will be donated to Project H.O.M.E., which happens to be one of my favorite charities.

Of course, if you already have a copy of the book or you just aren’t interested in it, I’d still encourage you to make a donation to Project H.O.M.E. (or the charity of your choice, homeless or otherwise).

we pass in the night,
adrift like human vessels
craving connection

is there nothing new?
every discovery
reeks of deja vu

on Kalima Street,
bare trees and houses await
the children’s return

some things have a way
of making the distractions
easy to ignore.

no way to predict
the casual effect of
carelessly flung words

playing the weather
like a lottery number,
choosing our attire.