tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58601456590329894022023-06-20T09:01:11.553-05:00White Cherry BlossomsThe haiku, tanka, and other short verse of Megan Arkenberg.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-80833576539530904412011-06-18T11:30:00.001-05:002011-06-18T11:31:35.768-05:00To E. B.Last night, I spoke<br />your name in a crowded room.<br />The place fell silent.<br />Even in my dreams, they've heard<br />the news of your death.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-60632208138660714802010-08-21T21:08:00.001-05:002010-08-21T21:08:47.182-05:00CrumpledI cannot keep you<br />crumpled like a poem<br />in my chest pocket<br />you, who will not fold<br />even to my hand’s pressureUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-57200124430231662122010-04-18T07:04:00.000-05:002010-04-18T07:04:00.112-05:00Bridgethe bridge over<br />an empty riverbed…<br />my mother offers adviceUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-51949698516636204942010-04-17T10:00:00.000-05:002010-04-17T10:00:00.993-05:00Portageold portage path<br />a chipmunk peeps out<br />from the fox’s skullUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-5539677624540872402010-04-16T21:16:00.000-05:002010-04-16T21:17:12.361-05:00Counting Carscounting cars<br />as the train rolls past<br />a stranger’s waveUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-9897233736995633902009-12-01T08:53:00.001-06:002009-12-01T08:53:28.529-06:00blackbird songblackbird song<br />as far as the road goes<br />between the hillsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-79774518315565986362009-08-29T12:16:00.002-05:002009-08-30T12:39:07.797-05:00Noon Rushnoon rush...<br />the spray of river water<br />on hot concreteUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-29732709489349787212009-07-17T11:44:00.000-05:002009-07-17T11:45:20.562-05:00Your Absenceyour absence<br />I kill the flame<br />that inspired my poemUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-17416033080430004222009-07-09T13:36:00.001-05:002009-07-09T13:36:44.772-05:00Ten Tapsthe ten taps of your fingertips<br />to a sonnet’s beat<br />I understand now<br />the precision that lets you hold<br />butterflies, and meUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-16747139951794317312009-07-07T09:34:00.000-05:002009-07-07T09:37:54.113-05:00Summer Eveningsummer evening<br />the poet tells me<br />who I amUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-20958085854474704192009-06-16T17:42:00.001-05:002009-06-16T17:43:59.929-05:00CinquainTonight<br />I am worn out<br />with wishing on winter stars<br />just as cold and faraway as<br />you are.<br /><br /><center>* * *</center><br /><br />Your love<br />wraps around me,<br />soft, solid, and silent--<br />one more seashell where I can't hear<br />the sea.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-12362599040113642302009-06-11T15:15:00.000-05:002009-06-11T15:17:02.884-05:00Endingending<br />I follow my own footsteps<br />through the empty fieldUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-76596023176989132482009-04-06T20:03:00.002-05:002009-04-07T13:38:19.576-05:00Foolishyou think with feeling<br />and not with reason<br />foolish heart<br />if you were a man<br />I would leave you <br /><br /><center>* * *</center><br /><br />piensas con sentimientos<br />y no con razón<br />corazón sencillo<br />si fueras un hombre<br />me alejaría de tiUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-39593725309368462912009-04-06T20:00:00.002-05:002009-04-06T20:03:16.975-05:00Daily HaikuI have been selected as one of the six contributors to <a href="http://67.159.215.35/">DailyHaiku</a>'s cycle 7, Spring/Summer 2009.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-47968712020912129452009-03-14T10:15:00.000-05:002009-03-14T10:16:17.584-05:00Smell of Rainthe smell of rain<br />in these old notebooks<br />thinking again<br />how poorly I am suited<br />to myselfUnknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-422488664427504472009-03-10T17:30:00.001-05:002009-03-10T17:30:53.952-05:00Lightninglightning<br />the blue afterimage<br />of your white handsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-47329383749377148382009-03-07T09:20:00.001-06:002009-03-07T09:20:35.617-06:00Naked Earthnaked earth<br />the trust you had<br />you betrayedUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-21237622964248577592009-03-05T19:09:00.001-06:002009-03-05T19:09:40.567-06:00Too Many Cloudstoo many clouds<br />for birdsong<br />how strange<br />your smile is all it takes<br />to make me singUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-57945884686717040232009-03-03T17:20:00.001-06:002009-03-03T17:21:29.215-06:00RengaI don't feel<br />guilty, she says--<br />winces at the thunder<br /><br />peeling open<br />the flower petals<br /><br />hide-and-seek<br />the children unearth<br />old bones<br /><br />the stepping stones<br />underwater<br /><br />drowned moon<br />the taste of his<br />apology<br /><br />pressing leaves between<br />swollen fingers<br /><br />the empty space<br />in father's gloves<br />autumn ends<br /><br />my heart so full<br />it hurts<br /><br />after you<br />dry blood<br />at the corner of my mouth<br /><br />cool rain<br />kissing the drops from you cheek<br /><br />salt taste<br />on this slow breeze<br />the smell of clams<br /><br />over the horizon<br />desert flowers<br /><br />the moon opens<br />a lotus blossom<br />summer stillness<br /><br />ripples<br />in the puddle of oil<br /><br />the tiny pebbles<br />in my sandal straps<br />heat wave<br /><br />black water<br />in the granite quarry<br /><br />spotted<br />the wings of the ladybird<br />on the tulip petal<br /><br />the drop of dew<br />on my fingertip<br /><br />spinning the globe<br />he asks me <br />what I want<br /><br />the world<br />as it was yesterday<br /><br />budding rose<br />the smell<br />of tomorrow's rain<br /><br />capless<br />the waves far from shore<br /><br />she borrows<br />my scarf<br />new coolness<br /><br />a red thread<br />behind the sled runners<br /><br />an old dress<br />on a new date--<br />new novel, too<br /><br />coral bracelet<br />beneath his kiss<br /><br />farewell roses<br />the color of blood<br />slow wind<br /><br />pushing the gas<br />you behind me<br /><br />leaving...<br />the autumn moon<br />behind a cloud<br /><br />sunlight<br />in a pile of leaves<br /><br />evening<br />he leans on his rake<br />a little harder<br /><br />knuckle marks<br />in the bread dough<br /><br />he brings me cookies<br />in an old tin<br />sudden shower<br /><br />he hold her umbrella<br />at her funeral<br /><br />white lily<br />my friend shows us<br />baby pictures<br /><br />uprooted daffodils<br />her guilty smileUnknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-28576652887346938892009-02-26T15:53:00.001-06:002009-02-26T15:53:52.353-06:00My Handsmy hands<br />rough on the piano keys--<br />still, this restlessnessUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-63766531924067679842009-02-19T13:37:00.001-06:002009-02-19T13:39:45.264-06:00Dreamhaving watched you write<br />poetry on the blackboard<br />tonight I dream<br />of drinking water<br />from your chalky hands<br /><br /><center>* * *</center><br /><br />Sleep deprivation makes me romantic!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-70243365719933504972009-02-06T19:15:00.001-06:002009-02-06T19:18:17.776-06:00Skylight Moonskylight moon<br />all I know of the world<br />in my armsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-89366751183184428122009-01-15T16:46:00.000-06:002009-01-15T16:47:19.390-06:00Wakehis wake...<br />once again<br />I'm left behindUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-47555139750203310992009-01-10T19:53:00.001-06:002009-01-10T19:54:35.569-06:00Appleswhite morning<br />the girl at the bus stops<br />bites an apple<br /><br />snow day<br />he bites the apple<br />I wish I wasUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860145659032989402.post-72322722852490852822009-01-06T17:56:00.001-06:002009-01-06T17:57:42.133-06:00Silent Drivesilent drive<br />everything I know<br />he knowsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1