Benjamin and Jessi (my hosts in Baton Rouge) let me borrow a book titled, For All My Walking, Free-Verse Haiku of Taneda Santoka. While waiting for Jessi to pick me up today after walking about eight miles for equality, I sat and read a bit of the book. While sitting there I was inspired to write a few free-verse haiku of my own.
Here they are:
taneda’s haiku
under a circle k sign
i’m hungry need shoes
my ego I hear
when I walk it gets so loud
loud too when I’m still
the arc of his’try
it sure as hell can be long
justice is one end
i’m a bricoleur
maybe because I’m mobile
or because of fear
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