Pete O'Brien
whistles the jackdaw
[11 haiku]
[1]
an obscure shadow about a long low wall
whistles
to the jackdaw
[2]
mind bend
turn towards the middle and catch the music
tears falling
[3]
carnival noise
the cathedral doors look as pregnant
as a wobbling pigeon
[4]
in pale december woods
old cabin greets reaching wild oak
as something about the light shivers
[5]
the case, the lawyer, the room
all gray
as toads
[6]
a man feeling for a knob
brushes a hand
and wife dead of yesternight
[7]
ocean rising
with it the wave
of all our names
[8]
"carry me off, i've seen too many stars!"
cried the dreamer to the stars, but the night
only tumbled down drunkenly, like dunked fishhook
[9]
walk on
leave the house standing on the edge of night
color everything red
[10]
beetles
drop everything
even themselves
[11]
lost
running scared to the left of the scarecrow
as an old man dumps fresh pitch onto the road
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