Tag: GoDogGoCafe
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26.1.22: A Wednesday Haibun
“We’re doubtless as old as our mothers, thousands of generations waiting for the sunlight.”– Sunlight, Jim Harrison I’m as old as my mother, when she was my age. She was long-lived, into her 90s. Her mother was long-lived, too. Her grandmother lived longer than them both. Mum’s mother was married to a dentist. Her grandmother…
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23.1.22 Go Dog Go Cafe Haibun
It’s a sort of mid-January middling-damp. It’s drizzly. Dwet. Grey. Dwippy. Like cornflake-sog in a puddle of tepid milk. It’s January when people feel entitled to leave the dwishes and coffee cups on the twable for some other dweeb on a dwet day to clear away. And I’ve been thinking about that word ‘grumpy’ –…
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Day 10: For Go Dog Go Café
A Book Called Today a Woman Went Mad in the Supermarket …. assuming that the woman’s name is Rita She might’ve been a Rita,or a Rhoda, but for certainher name began with an R.She wore a gold necklacewith an R around her neck.Perhaps she’s called Raisin. Raisin, truly an…
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Day 3: The Book of “Playlists for the Apocalypse” for GoDogGo Café
PLAYLISTS FOR THE APOCALYPSE or when there’s salt stirred into your tea Gimme shelter from undead,and their reanimated insects.From ash-heaped histories,and your bad moons rising, from the subterranean bluesdripping off your shoulders,from the holy water in your iron,& bubblegum stuck in my hair. But here’s the script. …
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