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  • Devika Jan 26, 2009 @ 23:41

    You see your breath, Ken?
    I ‘take’ it.:-)

    few birds — its still winter, no?
    they will be everywhere by spring..not far 🙂

    wishes,
    devika

  • sanjay rajan Jan 27, 2009 @ 1:33

    ravens gone
    now just,
    my breath

  • Dr Zen Jan 27, 2009 @ 6:59

    Hidden,
    Comfort of twigs,
    sparrows nest..

  • haikuexpeditions Jan 27, 2009 @ 20:16

    from this afternoon:

    Gingerly moves
    On frozen creek
    Ducks tap dance

    Blank stares
    At cawing raven
    …Notes exchanged

    Enjoy,
    http://thehaikumoment.wordpress.com

  • Ken Wagner Jan 27, 2009 @ 21:39

    Ah, Devika, spring is not now . . . and the future is always far. May our breath remain plenty like the hidden birds!

    sanjay rajan, Dr Zen, haikuexpeditions – Nice collection of haiku. The birds are close, indeed, but just hidden. Like haiku. A haiku is a gift. Many thanks.

  • gautami tripathy Jan 29, 2009 @ 7:06

    winged friends
    hiding-
    pollution rolling in?

  • Ken Wagner Jan 29, 2009 @ 20:15

    gautami – We must protect our friends – with poetry, no?

  • haikuexpeditions Feb 1, 2009 @ 22:13

    Talking of protecting our friends….Ken, I came upon this idea that I like to kick around and see if we are get a community of poets going….I was thinking of Poets Without Borders as a place for everyone from anywhere, everywhere to post poetry to build bonds across the world. No rules on type of poetry/language or any such thing…
    PoetsWithoutBorders.wordpress.com
    What do you//Gauthami/others think?
    S

  • Ken Wagner Feb 2, 2009 @ 20:30

    I think it is a good idea. Dave Bonta introduced me to this link, which seems like something similar – http://thepoetrycollaborative.org. Dave recently started a “micropoem” collaborative called http://openmicro.org.

  • Grant Feb 3, 2009 @ 7:29

    Experiencing our existence beside absence we may feel it most deeply…really love these two haiku

  • Ken Wagner Feb 3, 2009 @ 19:22

    Thanks, Grant.

    Presence/absence, scarcity/abundance, simplicity/complexity – these are the contrasts in which our voices take form and drift.

    I really enjoy reading your work as well.

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