He played with gusto
to the sun-soaked parking lot
amidst the Audis.
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Poetry by Wade Kwon
haiku for 7/23/20
He played with gusto
to the sun-soaked parking lot
amidst the Audis.
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haiku for 12/10/19
A guitar and a
mic, and decades of songs for
the brokenhearted.
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haiku for 12/1/19
She dipped the paintbrush
in her wine glass and kept on
daubing the canvas.
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haiku for 10/15/19
“I’m only an art-
ist. My job is to make draw-
ings, not to make sense.”
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haiku for 9/8/19
Each verse should cut deep,
reveal flaws, scream truths and make
the poet squirmy.
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haiku for 9/7/19
Who needs artistry
when the market will copy
anything for bucks?
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haiku for 9/4/19
Poetry can be
found everywhere, in fleeting
murmurs, in soft coos.
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haiku for 7/18/19
He strummed the guitar
with precision on even
the most minor chords.
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haiku for 7/13/19
A perfect rhyme can
make you a liar in the
lyrics. Scrawl for truth.
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