days later . . .
the quarrel
where we left it
(Published in Chrysanthemum)
days later . . .
the quarrel
where we left it
(Published in Chrysanthemum)
my father's funeral
at last
I meet him
tinywords, 8 June 2006
I think we could use a variation on the theme:
on his mind today
the drink he hasn't had
for twenty years
friend's party--
two straight vodkas
when she's not here
happy hour
he tells me again
he doesn't miss her
(Published in Sketchbook)
sports bar
the barmaid
knows the score
(Published in Simply Haiku)
talk of sex —
a lime wedge slides
down the bottle's neck
Modern Haiku 39.1
crowded bar--
the waitress writes
a little poem
(Italian Version)
bar affollato--
la cameriera scrive
una poesia
(Previously published on my book "Mandarini dopo il diguno")
karaoke night —
a barfly dances
with the wallflower
Published in Frogpond Volume XXX:2
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