an advisory note to a certain city by a bay.

 No. 29

distance aids, abets

these feelings under rugs swept;

sleeveless hearts abound

but if i had sleeves, i'd put my heart on 'em.

"that's what she said"

No. 28

"hold it against me"

entendres doubled over

taking it...the blame

...what? don't hold this haiku against me. unless that's what yr into.

on wearing more hats than immelda marcos's shoe collection

No. 27

i'm worse for the wear

no time to sleep nor to sneeze...

what day is it, please?

...but really, what day?

pardon my turkey.

No. 26

me and macaulay:

irony, i'm 'Home Alone':

ennui not prevented

...erm, Happy Thanksgiving?

the consequences of a sea-sick sailor.

No. 25

you will rue the day

"ships are fallible," i say

this one's sailed away

wherewithal: the lack thereof

No. 24

peeves shouldn't be pets 
like sleeping dogs, let them lie
put your mind to rest

a(n) historical haiku

No. 23

my petulent young son

fought the british and one, but

we've all lost, bar none

lady lazarus 2.0

No. 22

when men offer to

'make a woman out of you'

breathe, count three, "ach, du..."

Sylvia surely said it better...

on the physics of pigs in flight.

No. 21

the day that i find

a world i can count on

time sure will stand still

trauriger Panda.

No. 20

divulging this loss,
this "unbearable lightness"
needs more syllables.

word of the day: saudade - a vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist ... a turning towards the past or towards the future

currently reading Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being. it's so brilliant, i think i'll write a review on it later... "later" meaning after i write these 4 final papers for my classes plus finish reading/editing the second pass of King Kong Theory- which is fantastic by the way, can't wait to see the final result.

happy weekend, everyone. i hope you're doing more fun and savoury things than i, as my weekend will consist mainly of attempting to breathe through my nose whilst not coughing up my lungs and catching up on hundreds of pages of reading.

revelations of a cultural poseur.

No. 19

 tabloids strewn at home

overzealous, still falls short

"oh, that Katie Holmes!"

a haiku for my canadian grandmother, wherever she may be.

No. 18

i'm not insincere

Roaring Twenties, changing face

i'm my youngest friend

Thanks to PN (see, still sort of anonymous?) for providing material which can be disseminated into about a week's worth of haikus/blog entries. The next one is about Tom Cruise's wife-- you know the one. I hope you're well rested...

Yours, sincerely.

a haiku of the unspoken.

No. 17
the real sickness here

has grown for 25 years:

fibrous reticence

an appeal for full disclosure.

No. 16

maladroit master,

inept interlocutor

teeth shouldn't be pulled!

an existential haiku

No. 15

distant as i seem,

my body is a Stranger;

i carry with me