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.
old cemetery— poem.exe (@poem_exe) July 13, 2022
This short one from Aram Saroyan:
> as my own noise’s, no
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: