Ben's Haiku

Wed, 31 Aug 2005

Dust Devil
A column of dust
thirty feet high spins alone
in the dust-free air.

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Tue, 30 Aug 2005

Sunset X
On the distant hills
the line between day and night
moves slowly away.

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Mon, 29 Aug 2005

Headlights
Starkly bright headlights
catch bits of dust, blown about
unpredictably.

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Sun, 28 Aug 2005

Jetlag
Dizzy exhaustion,
buzz in the back of my head,
and light-headedness.

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Sat, 27 Aug 2005

Catching Up
It's been a long time
since I've seen my friend. It's strange
to have news to share.

written after meeting up with
Ben Kram in the Chicago airport

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Fri, 26 Aug 2005

A View
The deep leafy green
out my window. Everywhere
is lush and alive.

written about the view
from Nick Clifford's house
in the suburbs of Manchester, UK

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Tue, 23 Aug 2005

Five White Buses
The bends in the road,
epic when traversed slowly
by five white buses.

written on the way to Pendle Hill

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Mon, 22 Aug 2005

The Highway
The highway is close,
yet I can only see it--
I cannot hear it.

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Sat, 20 Aug 2005

Firbank Fell
The green hills, nestled
together, all the ground cuved
to the horizon.

written on Firbank Fell (also known as Fox's Pulpit),
the site of George Fox's first large sermon

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Fri, 19 Aug 2005

Power Lines
Giant power lines
hum with thick and loud buzz
in the empty field.

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Sunrise II
From my bed I see
the sunrise, its orange beauty,
my still sleepy mind.

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Wed, 17 Aug 2005

The World Gathering of Young Friends
All assembled and
named for the first time. Relief,
power fill the room.

written after Britain Yearly Meeting addressed us
as "The World Gathering of Young Friends"

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Mon, 15 Aug 2005

Laughing II
The girls and I laugh
with abandon, at each other
and the laughter's sounds.

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Fri, 05 Aug 2005

Landing Softly
The missile sails up
and falls. Then, suddenly, its
parachute opens.

written after testing Matt Woodward's Beer Can Parachute
in a grocery store parking lot

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Tue, 02 Aug 2005

Lightning
Lightning's vicious crack
as it strikes deafeningly
so very nearby.

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Large Raindrops
The drops in this rain
are very large, each stinging
as they hit my skin.

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Electric Blue
The lightning's bright blue,
far off it is electric
against the deep black.

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Mon, 01 Aug 2005

Across the Distance
She waves and we talk--
the distance makes her small, but
she's loud on the phone.

written while waving
at someone on the Homer Square deck
from the Prospect Hill Tower

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Landing Plane
The plane lands, bumping
rhythmically once or twice
before slowing down.

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