[wind]
Wind angry that it has been left here #haiku #pwn — Patti Niehoff (@PattiN) December 6, 2011 via a night kitchen Advertisements
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[fragment] | a night kitchen
My loneliness is an efficient machine. It brings me many things. via [fragment] | a night kitchen.
And then I will confess
And then I will confess everything with a pencil in my hand and a scrap of cheap paper on the table in front of me. This is how you do it, the books tell me. Beg all the words out onto a page. The cheap paper has thin blue lines on it to show me where to put the words. The mechanical pencil in my hand, almost forgotten, is chewed, even though Sister Michaella promised […]
November « a night kitchen
Just put up, fresh after midnight… November night via November « a night kitchen.
In which the poems get their new home
My friend Cathy has mentioned to me that my poems seem to be very well hidden on this blog. This was not my purpose. To fix the problem, I am giving them a new home on their very own blog: a night kitchen. The site gets its name from its very first post. Thus, I post the poems there, and my usual nonsense here. Got that? Yup, good.
July 24: Not Me « Red Dragonfly
Melissa at Red Dragonfly is celebrating her 200th post by publishing some of us haiku people in aforesaid post. Of course, I couldn’t resist adding my bit… entering the night kitchen the scent of basil before the light goes on — Patti Niehoff, http://white-pebble.net via July 24: Not Me « Red Dragonfly. Thanks, Melissa!
[been away]
been away too long — floating in the tub with the dust
