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0404: Journal of SenHai
Persistence Senryu:we rush through our days the stream takes its time insteadand still gets further Haiku:narrow canyon wallswater threads through ancient stone time learns how to flow Written for SenHai Saturday #46 ©Misky 2006-2026. Image from Unsplash.
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Ten Things of Thankful
I. A walk in the spring sunshine along the coast. Thankful of this view of Seven Sisters and Beachy Head. II. A 10-metre 3-pin charging cable. Thankful the electrician understood what I was saying; you can’t draw 30-amp off a spur. III. Thankful that the clocks are finally on British Summertime: spring ahead one hour.…
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0304: ST(R)AY – The Book
ST(R)AY This book is a meeting place. Black-and-white film photographs by Nick Maroudis sit alongside poems by Marilyn Braendeholm, each page holding a small moment of attention. A dog crossing a road. A pause in passing light. A life moving quietly alongside our own. These are not stories of rescue or loss. They are simply…
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0204: Journal of Thoughts
My sister had three of them behind glass. They’d swim, stunned by their own beauty and grandeur, skimming through long blades of green. First they ate all the smaller fish in the tank, and then the three of them set upon each other until only one remained. And there he swam alone for nearly 15-years.…
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0104: Journal of Thoughts
The Leak The calendar hangs:boxes, numbers,the fiction of order. Minutes leak. Not quickly.That would be kindness. Through sleep.Through distraction.Through the body’s small betrayals. An afternoon lost in a chair.A word gone missing at the stair.Morning gonebefore the kettle cools. February: a sieve.March: a colander. To ageis to learnyou do not spend your hours.You lose them.…
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3103: dVerse Haibun
March is a mad hare in a fit. Wild, bounding, all elbows and interruptions. He sits in the sun until he remembers he prefers frost, then leaps up and overturns the day. “Change places!” he cries, though no one is sitting where they were to begin with. He pours tea into the wind, scolds the…
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March: Last Photo on the Card
This post is in response to Brian’s monthly challenge Last Photo on the Card. Brian (aka Bushboy) asks for the Last Photos on your phone/camera/SD card. Here is the last shot taken using my iPhone 16Pro Max. Shared on Twitter with @bushboywhotweet
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3103: Six Sentence Story
Brigid’s Diary: Part 06, Lyon First Motion on the Rhône Steamboat The steamboat did not startle me; it announced itself, breath thick with coal, pistons beating like a heart forced into discipline, smoke writing its claim across the Rhône as though the river had been waiting to be corrected. I watched the paddle bite water…
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3103: The Hinge
The Hinge That Forgot Its Door A hinge without a doorstill turns, not freely,not fully,but enough to remember. Two plates,a pin worn thin,holding to a purposethat no longer exists. It opens into nothing. Again.Again. A motion rehearsedlong after the meaninghas gone. Wind finds itand it answers,a small, obedient shudder, as if something unseenstill passes through,as…
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