December 19th 2017

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dark
····as rainfall—the mid-December’s twilit
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Almost the shortest day of the year. I’ve gotten so that I enjoy the short days. In summer, with its late sunsets, there’s always the feeling one should be outside—work to do; but not so with winter early nights.
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353 Decemmber 19th 2017 | bottlecap
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December 14th 2017

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Last night’s haiku was trivial, and somewhat like another haiku that I wrote, but I confess I liked it simply for the rhyme.
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cold
····night—the girl’s snowman wears two
········scarfs
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When writing this haiku, I decided to go with the older spelling of the plural ‘scarf’. Don’t ask me why.
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348 December 14th 2017 | bottlecap
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December 13th 2017

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ridding
····the tree of snow—a mid-December’s
········crow
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I’ve read that rhyme was not uncommon in Japanese haiku, though it was never considered a part of the form. I’ve generally avoided rhyme, not sure why—too pat and distracting in such a short form? If I recall, the earliest Victorian translations of haiku were all rhymed. Be that as it may, the haiku above is a nod to Robert Frost. Yesterday’s storm brought us 14 inches of snow as I measured it.
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347 November 13th 2017 | bottlecap
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December 12th 2017

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street-
····light to streetlight—the glittering snow-
········storm
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Snow all day and continuing into the night. We’ve had near 8 to 9 inches and by morning maybe close to a foot. The black trees are white and the evergreens are heavy with sheets of snow—a beautiful time of the year.

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346 December 12th 2017 | bottlecap

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December 11th 2017

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snow
····all day—torn parcel paper and orange
········peels
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Having tried some abstraction in my latest haiku, I’ve decided I don’t like them. I like the haiku of small things, unnoticed and vivid things that stay in the memory once they’re noticed.
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345 December 11th 2017 | bottlecap
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