Author Archives: Jim Stewart

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Writer at Butt in Chair

Haiku–Einstein’s Moderation

A little knowledge is just as dangerous as too much knowledge. (top: playbuzz.com; bottom moco-choco.com) 

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Haiku–The Full Robin

Impossibly fat, Robin waves her tail at me. Full of eggs, methinks. (robin: wallpaperest.com; eggs: flickr.com)

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Time Piece

Old clocks get tired. Nothing seems random. There is no rest while the spring grips taut intent, or the electrons keep moving across potential in constant current, or the sun casts a shadow on a face as old as humanity. … Continue reading

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Haiku–Bright Tracks

Walking tracks, bright sun, cold bites around the edges: a day with promise.

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Tanka–Little Masturbations

Poems of myself rarely find their way to sky. Heroes stuck in clay, feet marching, lonely in place, like little masturbations.   (moon: etocz.com: bear/sneakers: pxleyes.com)

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Tanka–Who Was I?

A rainy morning: I wonder who I might be; the windows are streaked. Trees await my scrutiny; is it windier out there?   (top: situation-kunst.de; bottom: controlyourcash.com)

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Haiku–Moss

Moss spreads through my lawn. It’s green and soft: no mowing. What is wrong with moss?   (top: hdwallpapersfactory.com; bottom: mountainmoss.com)

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Haiku–Punk Bird

Steller’s jay squawking: the bird with a punk haircut lets me know he’s there.   (top: en.wikipedia.org; bottom: blogs.evergreen.edu)

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Haiku–Muscular Wind

Trees twisting in fear, creak in a blustery dance: the muscular wind. (top: wallmu.com; bottom: imgkid.com)

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Haiku–Robin Greeting

Robin’s good morning greets the sky’s earliest light; darkness ebbs to grey.   (left: iacmusic.com; right: imgarcade.com)  

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