Thursday, March 23, 2017


reflected in

the shaving mirror

a cactus
 
 

Wednesday, March 22, 2017


retrospective

the gallery's creaking

floorboards

 

Tuesday, March 21, 2017


spring equinox

a groundsman marking

out his lines
 
 

Monday, March 20, 2017


hood pulled tight

freezing rain on

not yet daffodils
   

Sunday, March 19, 2017

intro


Haiku is that moment when, across all that is going on, you and the universe catch each other's eye. 

Welcome to Beachcombing for the Landlocked. The new one. I don't know why I decided to discontinue the old one and start again from scratch; I'm sure I had good reasons at the time, I just can't remember what they were. Anyway, it's done now. We are where we are.

Here are a few ku that fell down the gap between BftL incarnations.


1. a christmas ku


shrugged off

my jacket ate

a satsuma



2. a building site ku


holiday weekend

shovel stuck in

a heap of wet sand



3. a drive-by ku


rip at the knee

of her jeans

& a tattoo there



4. a car park ku


through ivy

"... heel clamping

in opera ..."



There you go. Up to date. Seamless continuity :-)