Journal
December 19, 2021
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Dear Heart,
“So a year ago when you developed a limp, I thought of how very long you had been working to keep me alive, and I gave thanks for you.”
November 1, 2021
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When in doubt, haiku
Haiku Thirty-Two A light encounter Butterfly leaves airily Heavy, I remain
September 13, 2021
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August 16, 2021
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John’s York Haiku
Six little boats rest. Wind shifts, they circle moorings. One hides behind house. —John Eddy Christiansen
August 16, 2021
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The York, Maine Haiku
August 5th Anniversary of our reacquainting Sea, sky, air white-grey At eventide, all at once, Ruffled clouds like seafoam Agamenticus:* Hilly place, York, Maine River Heron unmoving Adirondack chairs Lined up like ancient gravestones But no residents Five white boats, one blue, Slowly shift in moving tides Moored by rainy skies
August 16, 2021
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July 29, 2021
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July 21, 2021
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July 21, 2021
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