The Missing Haiku (cont.)

17

In the dream, a stranger calls,
‘There are 70 stitches
of grief.’

We’re at stitch 36,
needle and thread, longing
for at least a ghost.

 

 

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16

 

I dream a pair of Jurassic fish
gasping in shallows
the ocean an Ice Age away

 

 

 

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15

 

15

in Canberra, you can go around
and around in circles
lost Griffin beating his wings

round and round the city
if we kept going like that
we’d never make the sea

 

 

 

 

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14

 

peace lands. not like planes
or predictions
a dove settles in

 

 

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13

 

barking dogs grow dim
I dream a lion and convince him
‘let me warm your paws with my lips’

once dog, wore collar
now you’re a lion, still prowling
boundaries. let me come in.

 

 

 

 

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12

 

received: every message
in every seabreeze you sent
even the ones you wished to delete

 

 

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11

 

apart
leaves wave a thousand lines
drink the rain

but together
magic. physics. nuclear bombs
meet hibiscus falling

 

 

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