virtual street poetry



virtual street poetry

now available:
longhand poems and haiku
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by howard

October 14th, 2009

in tongues (repost)



the morning whispers
a subtle message prone to
interpretation

*
another repost of one that appears in the book.

one that got away (repost)



wanting her happy
was always more important
than just wanting her

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It’s Saturday, so this is another repost of a haiku that appears in the book — but in the book, this one was victimized by a printing error that changed the “than” in the third line to a “that.” Just something to keep in mind in case there’s ever a subsequent printing and the first edition becomes a valued collector’s item ;)

by howard

February 14th, 2009

lazy afternoon (repost)



thinking of nothing
and nothing thinking of me
– hiding discreetly

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Another repost that also appears in the book

by howard

February 7th, 2009

soft light (repost)



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

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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).




   
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