Month: March 2016

Written By Arial Calibri

Fonts are a form of Haiku. Bold, Italics, underline Are metaphors for emphasis. Saving, printing are symbolists An accidental delete can anger me…I Can be caught digging in the trash For a bottle deposit kind-of-file That inspires the next Ghazal of text. But the…

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Meeting The Family

I meet your family. The toothless, the fairy The hobbit, and the biker. And I don’t know why I feel at home While needing to escape To the library   You meet my family. The munchkin, the brain The witch, and the calculator. And you…

Immortal Bricks

Underneath the bridge Old bricks still hold the street Together, as they did Inside a younger city. They’re unaffected by wind Weather fronts, the rolling Of heavy tires, the burn Of the city’s pangs We had walked On them as others had… where Train…

The New App

Would you look where you’re going? Dig that head out of your device. Take a sure step ahead Or a car will end your streak Of cute emojis   Just wait a minute Put the Me Phone in your pocket And stop acting like…

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Ask Me by William Stafford

Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made.  Ask me whether what I have done is my life.  Others have come in their slow way into my thought, and some have tried to help or to hurt: ask me…

Crumby

I once brought a crumb to work with me. It was accident…. A bit of breakfast cereal, Oatmeal I think it was Stuck onto my shirt and dried. Nobody was offended and the crumb Was perfectly fine with everything

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