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Scott Metz

Seven “Contemporary Haiku”




the only
blue is
a bucket
being carried

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the factory’s mouth opens a little seagull

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which window is
raining which window
inhales a house

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a wind wounded blue crows are crows

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here’s a feather
stuck to the sky or
is it your blood

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thinking of what the leaves look brighter

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   gutting the mosquito
of its ocean
   and the light


     
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