Some are offended.
Others demand compliance.
A lot of hot air.
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Poetry by Wade Kwon
haiku for 5/10/20
Some are offended.
Others demand compliance.
A lot of hot air.
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haiku for 5/9/20
We’re gonna die from
this damn disease, but at least
we can go shopping.
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haiku for 5/5/20
How many dead? How
many infected? How much
longer can we last?
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haiku for 5/3/20
Kids wave and honk and
shout “Happy Birthday!” to her.
It gives me such hope.
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haiku for 4/30/20
The cough, the fever,
the trouble breathing, the test,
the wait, the results.
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haiku for 4/29/20
We use masks and gloves
with the hope that they hide us
from the wee killers.
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haiku for 4/20/20
Can’t hug, but can wave.
Can’t whisper, but can raise voice.
Can’t cry, but can grieve.
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haiku for 4/19/20
They hunched over the
table, squinting at puzzle
pieces and laughing.
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haiku for 4/18/20
The kids are all in
detention, the teacher is
drinking heavily.
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haiku for 4/17/20
The silent office
looks over an empty lot
while gathering dust.
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