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Tuesday, May 19, 2009


spring dusk
the carriage horse noses
a cab's rear end

[First published in White Lotus]


Blogger Devika said...

I do not know how bad was the earthquake, anyway
Good to have you back, Bill :)

haiku seemed a scene from Sherlock Homes series :)


7:22 PM  
Blogger Masago said...


7:41 PM  
Anonymous gautami tripathy said...

Welcome back posting!

9:06 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

It was a 4.7 on the Richter scale, which, I believe, makes it "moderate." No serious damage and, as far as I know, no injuries.

Carriage horses in New York are especially associated with Central Park, but they also take visitors around city streets. The cab, of course, is a taxicab. But you're right, Devika, the language would permit a late-Victorian reading, and that's fine with me. Plus ca change . . . (I can't do the diacritical marks.)

Thanks, Vaughn and Gautami. It's good to be back, even though we always enjoy our visits to California. I had the opportunity to spend some time with a fine haiku poet named Don Baird, in addition to visiting family and enjoying the sights/sites.

1:34 PM  
Blogger Devika said...

Thank you Bill and this 4.5- 4.8 earthquakes are common in North India...we get to have things falling down from slabs...swaying while sleeping! :)

On the haiku -- I understand dear Bill, and please know that my readings are my first impression...i am not in the habit of thinking too much on poetry -- neither when reading nor when writing...but sometimes, it stays on and then I go making second and third comments :)


7:49 PM  
Blogger vina said...

welcome back! :)

11:24 PM  
Blogger Tikkis said...


trying to make a friendship
with a yellow cab
the horse also farts

10:32 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Devika, your readings are always welcome. You sometimes call my attention to aspects of a poem that I had missed myself. Remember: Intention is between the poet and the poem; meaning is between the poem and the reader.

Thanks, Vina.

Tikkis: How romantic!

11:16 AM  
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5:52 AM  

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