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Chuck Berry 1926-2017

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Brown eyed handsome man:
the things you used to do.  That
Rock and Roll music.

Water Lilies Revisited

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A few years ago I did a Sketchbook Project of haiku and grids based on Monet’s water lilies paintings.  So when I saw the dVerse prompt for work based on impressionism, I decided to revisit my obsession with Monet’s work.  The Magnetic Oracle was helpful in getting me started, and then I did one on my own.

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You can see my complete “Water Lilies” digitized sketchbook here, and previous posts on the subject here, here, and here.

I think I will be staying with this for a little while again too.

Postcard Fiction: Something Waiting





here in the darkness
something waiting    a question
the passage between

Jane Dougherty’s “strange and creepy” prompt painting this week, by Gabriel von Max,  is mysterious and enigmatic.


That shadow figure is definitely not bringing tidings of comfort and joy.



February 2017: Crows, Tides, Time


They end their flight
one by one–
crows at dusk


Shape-shifting in the gap,
the border of the map a light
of shadowing, not quite
prepared to reunite the tide
with ebb and flow implied
by intervals inside of time,
the pause between the line,
the missing paradigm unfilled,
the end of something.  Stilled.


I’m a bit late with my February grid, but I thought it complemented Sue Vincent’s “Low Tide” prompt this week, so I did my own poem in response to both Buson and the photo (above).


Once again, I tried a new poetry form; this one is Vietnamese.  It’s called Luc Bat, and you can read about it here.

Peace Renga


Clear crystal dew drops
cascade from weeping willows
filling the Koi pond

iridescent circles grow
a frog drinks the falling tears

orbiting beyond
earthbound sorrow, birds call souls
to return to air

Poets in order of stanza appearance: M. Zane McClellan, Merril D. Smith, Kerfe Roig

Poets for Peace is sponsoring a community renga to promote using words “to light the way” towards a better world.  The last stanza of the poem, above, is my contribution this week, adding to the two previous weeks’ stanzas.  You have until midnight each Friday to add your own thoughts to the chain, here.



Say “I” loud, often.
Tweet your heart out.  Becoming
“alternate”.  Facts?  Sad.

“…the Trump administration is the first to explicitly claim the ability and right to replace facts with something more convenient that has no basis in reality.”
–Erik Sherman, Forbes

A New Year


stars beyond
–L. A. Davidson

Born in Montana, Laura Agnes Davidson (1917-2007) traveled and lived all over the world before settling in New York City in the 1960s, where she was introduced to haiku by a friend.  As an active member of the Haiku Society of America, she both wrote and advocated for the poetic form she called “an art of evocation”.  You can read more about the poet here and here, and read her own thoughts about haiku here.


Laura Davidson Tanna kindly gave me permission to use her mother’s haiku to begin 2017.  May we all travel that beautiful highway of stars in the months to come.

haiku © L.A. Davidson from “The Shape of the Tree”

54 days until pitchers and catchers


(wait til next year)

baseball has a way…
five golden-armed young pitchers–
can this magic last?


spate of injuries–
hoped to skip only one start–
gone for the season


a sacrifice fly–
put him in the clean-up spot
veteran presence


first major league start–
sometimes faith is rewarded
pitched well yet again


eighth-inning rally
the ever calm elder sage
a pinch-hit grand slam


fastballs and sinkers
keeping the team in the game
seven shut-out innings


turn to the bullpen
(give up runs and you lose games)
his command was poor


bottom of the ninth
flyout to right, left, center
then it was over


baseball has a way…
the lingering question is–
(the silence in Queens)

All phrases in this haiku sequence taken from sports stories about the Mets in the NY newspapers during the final two months of the 2016 season.

Headline Haiku: War Is Not Healthy (for children and other living things) 2


A Hard Rain

has fallen shadowed
by endless endings, ghosts both
multiplied and lost


Yesterday Michael Kimmelman, in a feature article in the NY Times, noted: “Truth be told, no sane person wants to see these images….What’s happening in Aleppo is almost unbearable to look at….
Bana looks us straight in the eye and asks us to save her, please.
We have done nothing to help.
The very least we should do is look back.”


I’ve been working slowly on this embroidery, a companion to the first Syria headline haiku I did, because these images are hard to look at, hard to draw.  The first piece, above and below, was done over a year ago, September 2015.


We can turn our eyes away, but that will not make Aleppo disappear.

International Day of Peace

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Yoko Ono placed an ad in the front section of the NY Times on October 9, 2014, John Lennon’s birthday.  He would have been 74.

It’s International Day of Peace, so I thought this headline haiku from two years ago would be worth revisiting.

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John Lennon’s words seem a perfect fit for Planet Earth, and I collaged the world around them.

the earth is calling–
a tattered net unweaving
life into the void

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My original haiku (inspired by the surrealists) was cut from headlines in the newspaper section; the new one was composed this morning as I looked at the image and thought about its message again.

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“A dream you dream alone is only a dream.
A dream you dream together is reality.”
–Yoko Ono

So…give peace a chance, world leaders.

Nina is still not ready to get back to art,  so we’re taking a blog break.  Don’t worry, we will return.