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Haiku キバチ 鳩 5-7-5 俳句 Pigeon Horntail
That's just a harmless
Pigeon Horntail Wasp ... it's not
a Murder Hornet.
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image excerpt by Bill McMillian
Burb Bear Got My Birb Food
Black bear came into my backyard last night.
Birb feeder pole snapped-off level to ground.
Birdseed eaten, feeder beaten, suet...
bracket bent, while I and my neighbors slept.
Busy village livelong day - in starlight...
barely a sound (two nightly trains, except).
Bolder, hungrier, less reason to fear...
Beware there, bear, hunting season is here.
more Vermont stuff:
Aunt Teabody’s Ataraxia Expedition on the Pennsylvanian Escarpment (Episode 2 in the Age of Loneliness Series)
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| aka: Mama Timedance and the Lightness of Being |
⬅ Age of Loneliness Series, Episode 1
Ataraxia - Freedom from mental perturbation through the rational act of eschewing all dogmatic beliefs relating to thoughts and perceptions; related to the ancient Greek philosophy of Pyrrho (circa 300 BCE).
Pennsylvanian - Geological subperiod dominated by large invertebrates (circa -300 Ma).
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floating heads and already deads
B.R.O.Y.G.
Blue daylight clear cloudless sky
Red dying leaves asking why
Orange liar: say bye-bye
Yellow underlying sly
Green amplifier, stay high
True delight 'rear clothe-less thigh'
Shed prying eaves basking nigh
Our change dire: Tuesday shy
Bellow! *gratifying sigh*
Between the pyres walking by
Cyanobacteria and Poision Ivy and Covid (oh my)
Closed, of course, we went to Burlington's shore.
Dozed, did we, forget it's twenty-twenty?
Nosed, instead, park path to tree-house, no cure.
Rosed, three leaves, surrounded by so many!
Church, shops full, sidewalk restaurant tables.
Search, crowd masks; rarely a bare face in sight.
Merch, local: Bern, Ben, Jerry, things maple.
Lurch, ski slope. Is Champy a hoax? (not quite).
other Vermont to-see's:
Haiku 裏庭のアート 5-7-5 俳句 Backyard Art
Spring's leaves will struggle
春の葉は苦労します
to recall the pain of fall
because of new storms
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image excerpts by Michael Soriano
| Modern Times | And How |
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| Modern Times |
I designed this poem to s l o w your reading pace to a crawl.
Use of colloquialisms, syl·la·ble-breaks, [internal dialogue],emphasis,*added emphasis* and various tools of poetry
have been combined to paint a picture in your mindabout something which I, personally, fear the most.
Book·ing-thru their big pho·to al·bum book (at)
un·fam·ili·ar pla·ces and fa·ces — when (theez)
[ . . . got to get bet·ter - not too up·set, we’re . . .
]
pe·ople in this room claim: that’s young me wear(ing)
look·ing-a·skew with squints and guard·ed looks (that)
[ . . . wrought true; fret ne·ver - blot new debt let·ter . . . ]
seem un·hap·py “their life’s crap·py” — *my* ... what(eav’z)
spy·ing fro·zen strange day-dreams in time stare(ing)
[ . . . aught you bet whe·ther - hot dew sweat
sweat·ter . . . ]
nook·ing-brew this knocks stuff from brain nook, (fat)
chance of that - I don’t say to crowd of who? (Friendz)
[ . . . thought grew: met bet·ter - fraught shrew
threat fet·ter! . . . ]
we’ve al·rea·dy said, known whole life·time *glare(ing)*
gob·ble·dey·gook·ing-slew hop·ing I gob(smack’t)
[ . . . rot through abet·ter - slaught sprue sun-sett·er! . . . ]
them; flare my scare·y eyes. Do you know where (pleadz)
all these pic·tures’ mem·or·ies, now, are hide(ing)?
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Haiku どこにでも 兆候兆候 5-7-5 俳句 Signs signs, everywhere there
image excerpts by:
David McNew, Scott Olsen, and
Brooke Shaden
Where moose tracks are rare, but hoon tracks ubiquitous
About a dozen miles south of the US-Canadian border, Montgomery, Vermont (almost-kinda translates into mountain man-of-power green mountain, which conjures *ho ho ho green giant*) contains three covered bridges, numerous signs warning motorists to be alert for moose, and a plethora of hoon tracks (see image, above). Not much else.
A few miles south of Montgomery—near the center of Montgomery Center—is a quaint hotel-restaurant called The INN (accent theirs, which conjures *the in in inn*). The INN calls attention to itself with unique signage; currently, their sign says: I CAN SPOT A JUDGEMENTAL PERSON JUST BY LOOKING AT THEM. The rest of the village: ditto the hoon tracks and watch for moose signs, no covered bridges, however.
As one continues south thru Hutchins, VT, the hoon tracks continue in prevalence, the "don't crash into a moose" signs become less-so, and there is but one covered bridge.
Another ten miles south thru Belvidere, VT, the hoon tracks begin fading, as do moose warning signs, but there are a handful of covered bridges; including the Montgomery Covered Bridge in Waterville, Vermont. [The exact number of bridges available to find/see may vary. I found one, labelled Kissing Bridge, that doesn't appear on every map because, I suspect, it's not very old. (Vermont has several named Kissing Bridge, including one in the center of Waterville).]
Also, I learned, that not all covered bridges are referred to as such, some are labelled Romantic Shelters. And it's possible that if it is a newer structure (not part of the Historical Society) or built on private land, it can only be found by lucky sightseers and observant travelers.
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