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tiny haibun

Ring-a-ring-o’ roses

March 6, 2023 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

Shelling a nuclear plant is never a good idea.

Zaporizhzhia—
now you see us
now you don’t

Stella Pierides

Ring-a-ring-o’ roses

choking on invisible bones

February 20, 2023February 20, 2023 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

My twin brother was absorbed into my all female left eyeball in the womb, leaving me with a lazy eye and urges to look up little girl’s skirts, unsuccessfully.

handicapped button
the three blind mice
write their memoirs

Pris Campbell

choking on invisible bones

SAGITTARIUS A* – THE EVENT HORIZON

January 30, 2023January 30, 2023 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

AKA a souped-up spaghetti hoop.

dog moon
the last bus
gone

Helen Buckingham

SAGITTARIUS A* – THE EVENT HORIZON

SOMEWHERE BETWEEN THE BUTTERFLY CLUSTER AND LAMBDA SCORPII

December 26, 2022 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

Sagittarius A* offers to make me spaghetti . . .

balls and chain male

Helen Buckingham

SOMEWHERE BETWEEN THE BUTTERFLY CLUSTER AND LAMBDA SCORPII

TIME

December 12, 2022 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

Change of season…  I finally meet my old group again: someone brings some beer while others bring their kids…

early autumn
how different the life
of an old friend

Andrea Cecon

TIME

The Convent’s Cookbook Doesn’t Become a Bestseller

November 14, 2022 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

Sister Julia found God in cooking, but she thought it would be funny if every recipe had a morel.

Sunday supper
praying the wild mushroom galette
isn’t poisonous

Bob Lucky

The Convent’s Cookbook Doesn’t Become a Bestseller

(N.t)

October 31, 2022 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment
your favourite colour was always green

cemetery walk
his headstone covered
in moss

Mona Bedi

(N.t)

Revision

October 17, 2022 jshb32haibun, tiny haibun1 Comment

cloud-mottled sky
picking wilted lettuce
out of the salad

I take the 6718-word manuscript and start cutting, slashing with the precision of a Daoist butcher, until there’s nothing left but the title, which says it all. The End.

Bob Lucky

Revision

Ritual

September 12, 2022 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

At it again, dishing out apple pies. White lies for extra crust. Common man gets the hunch, turns into a comma, the never-ending pause, period. Amidst dwindling tallies …

election flyer
street kid folds
a paper bird

Daya Bhat

Ritual

Venus

September 5, 2022 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

All the miles dotted with volcanoes raised by monosyllables. The last thing I would need on a long-haul flight is one less wing.

at the shore
sandcastles of
all lost one minutes

Daya Bhat

Venus

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