Stillness
Voices inside my ears!
The boy I was who fears
first grade soon tears at me.
The adolescent lost
in sere self-consciousness
still reappears high noon.
That husband, now divorced,
avoids and jeers June love.
Pray soon I overhear.
~Son Rivers 2006
AGING PERHAPS, BUT NEVER OLD
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I do not advocate making this kind of hokku a habit, because it tends to
perpetuate the notion of the verse form as a kind of flippant game.
Nonetheless, t...
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