OSI prompt of blowing the curve:
the tocsin still
haiku path marketed:
our ideology, ourselves
have origami buyouts ceased?
a jolt of koi drops us to om
and a buxom comet
a random switch of wind
eyes raised, bowls, after he heads
to dawn’s shiny border.
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Effect is very imagistic (to me).
Pound would have loved this: a complex Image “releasing a flood of insight” (“Retrospect” essay) Or “fragments” of one.
And the guy had an exquisite eye for haiku, too!
Heeding dawn’s shiny border. Well done.
Wonderfully well-crafted piece. This piece sings.
There’s nothing here anymore, is there anything ’round that curve? Time will tell if we will only move forward. Could be nada there as well.
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Thank you, Pearl, for peeking in on me, I am honored.
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well done- love the choice of words!