Let’s start with a Letter to the Local Police by June Jordan. I don’t want to pull out any parts as not to ruin the fun.

Friday night Mexican Radio clouds #haiku

— ant ant ant ant ant (@ariariariariari) July 9, 2022

I like trees.
> …
> last year is dead, they seem to say
> begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

• Philip Larkin
  
  

old cemetery
one crow
wildflowers

— poem.exe (@poem_exe) July 13, 2022

This short one from Aram Saroyan:
> as my own noise’s, no
> one’s,
>
> listening,
> split.

slowly, then all at once — summer rain#haiku ☔️

— 蕪徠庵 (@BriFrancis) July 2, 2022

And The Childhood of Parmenides by Charles Simic:
> …
> For asking, why is there something > Rather than nothing?
> …

From Bill Kenney in Heron’s Nest vol. XXIV:
> city limits gradually the stars

Let’s end with an amazing visual sonnet by giovanni singleton that’s even better listened to: