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Category Archives: Rachel Swirsky’s poetry
A Haiku for Thursday, November 21st
Winter-whitened sun
makes a cold, pretty morning–
gentle, short-lived light.
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A Haiku for Saturday, November 1st
The cold that nestles,
knits a blanket, lights a fire,
turns you toward yourself.
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A Haiku For Saturday, October 19th
The cold rain shivers.
I dart, indoors to indoors,
generous shelters.
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A Haiku For Friday, October 4th
The cold rain shivers.
I dart, indoors to indoors,
generous shelters.
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A Haiku For Friday, September 27th
God, it is so dark.
My throat closes like the night,
kaleidoscopic.
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A Haiku for Friday, September 20th
At five, the sky rusts.
My stride matches my husband’s,
a shared metronome.
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A Haiku for Friday, September 20th
At five, the sky rusts.
My stride matches my husband’s,
a shared metronome.
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A Haiku For Monday, September 16th
The sky is no clock.
My body wants to obey
its demand for sleep.
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A Haiku For Monday, September 9th
The sky is no clock.
My body wants to obey
its demand for sleep.
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"Here in Illinois..." Would you support an electoral college style voting system being used inside Illinois?