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Haiku by Chris Gordon.

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WHISPERS IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE (Haiku)

Published on Nov 20, 2015

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thick hailstones in
April I keep swallowing
my tail

Haiku by Chris Gordon.

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the newest leaves
red like skin numbers
and mummery

all these lights they're humming uncomfortable
in every position

no continuous skyline
the relentless efficacy
of breasts

behind the buildings the lake obscured by fog
downstairs they fight

balled up in the
shower her wet dress
the soughing darkness

wood smoke in the
warm afternoon a deaf
woman talks to herself

whispers in another language the intermittent rumble of the elevator

a door tied down to
the top of a car the stink
of cut grass

not much to say
about the rain there's
a helicopter

The Martian Chronicles
read over the phone
unsteady hand jobs

too windy for a hat
sheets of newspaper slap
the chain-link fence

dream hungry
the call of a crow on
the telephone pole

saxophone practice
upstairs the machine
fills with water

in the brief blue flash of the train's light on the tunnel wall Abhor

slowing down
you can smell
yourself

Lost & Found Times
No. 41
November 1998

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