Two Rabbits, Pampas Grass & Full Moon
It’s Love Again
here’s your summer sea—
enticing me once again
into the riptide
where are the pinwheels
of my lost childhood and why
did I leave them there
still waiting, that one
chocolate no one likes—alone
in its heart-shaped box
in your wintry sky
my heart is a sugar moon
dreaming you awake
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Lynda Zwinger has published haiku in Trash Panda, Haiku Avenue, Tricycle: The Buddhist Review, Eastern Structures, Asahi Hakuist, Hauling the Tide, Three Line Poetry, Kyoto Haiku Project, 5-7-5 Haiku Journal, Seeds of a Birch Tree (Clark Strand), The Mainichi: Japan’s National Daily Since 1922, and other venues. She lives in Tucson, Arizona, more or less.
East of Here
Thoughts of an old friend
collide, stacked like wooden beams
on the Brooklyn Bridge.
This urbanized life:
smoke, steel streets. Brick and concrete.
Subterranean.
From underground up
where Central Park wakens at
Columbus Circle.
Fifth Avenue sights:
yellow cabs, electric bikes,
food trucks, siren lights.
I heard someone say
New York City in late spring
is the place to be.
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Tim Russow’s work is published in The Cabin Literary Center’s Writers in the Attic: Nerve, Military Experience and the Arts, and Narrative Northeast.
