Waves of ceaseless oscillations
that collapse and redevelop
endlessly are sounding outside:
Waking to rain but seeing it clear;
Sam and Omies and eggs with biscuits;
North Carolina Aquarium alligators and sharks oh my;
Manteo and iced coffees taking pictures of Raleigh’s sloop;
Kitty Hawk and a cottage overthrown by Isabel;
tailgated through Southern Shores, Duck, Sanderling, to Corolla
sunshine and the Whalebone Club, Currituck Light,
pedestrian bridge above a sound-side snake;
New York style pizza at Cosmos;
back to the inn for rain and incredible illuminated ocean;
driving up and down looking for a place to eat and settling for the first choice:
RV’s and seafood chowder stuffed with shrimp and scallops
chicken fingers and French fries;
watching the red sunset between the clouds and sound;
ice cream at the Big Chill;
back to the inn and lesser fireworks
before lightning again over the sea.
FROM RHYTHM TO STRESS IN HOKKU
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Most of you already know the notion that hokku is seventeen syllables
arranged in a 5/7/5 pattern is wrong. Many people were taught that in
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