Day 298 – haiku for a friday afternoon

Friday, June 25, 2010
Day 298
5:11 pm

haiku for a friday afternoon

summer laughs at rain
as it stumbles toward the sun
shies away for good

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gentle in his lilt
voice smooth like his poetry
smiles through his truth

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nightmarish they were
crows came to wake me today
can’t sleep through mourning

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smiling baby girl
stares knowingly from the frame
can’t keep a long gaze

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stuck in not crying
let the tears come raining down
still feels like winter

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tkk

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About traciakemi

traci akemi kato-kiriyama - inter/multi-disciplinary theatre/performance artist, arts educator, cultural worker, community organizer. Tuesday Night Project; theatre, performance, writing, and teaching projects with many organizations and artists including: zero 3; Edge of The World for Asian Arts Initiative in Philadelphia and the National Asian American Theatre Festival in New York; "PULL" with Kennedy Kabasares in San Francisco; Nobuko Miyamoto and Great Leap Collaboratory I; TeAda; NCRR; Oymun's 11. Playwright for "Chasing Dad - a performance of a reading about a play i'm writing" presented by Inside the Ford for the Ford's Summer Playwright series. View all posts by traciakemi

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