August 2015
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- Written by: Stephen Bailey
spring's early shoots—
brother sun, sister rain
reawaken me
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fingering humus
again the innocence
I thought I once had
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petal shower—
the words I’ll never write
sounding distant
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making hay
while the sun still shines—
Wall Street zombies
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digital dewfall—
haiku via hypertext
transfer protocol
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Autism
(to my daughter)
(to my daughter)
afterglow
word by word
light withdraws
until
it has no self
cooing dove
the hedgehog
curling into itself
finger-found
illusions
tip-toe through the death
of beached waves
somewhere deep
within the blast of time
a silence grows
moon-bathed
her lightness of footfall
on the earth