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20 Jan 201620 Jan 2016 Neil E. Das

Haiku on Moving – For Friends Newly Moved

21 Aug 2015 Neil E. Das

“gone your long linger” – Haiku on absence

25 Aug 2014 Neil E. Das

We bow down our heads in pain; We lift up our faces in hope – Night Sunflowers for Ferguson – St. Louis, Missouri

6 Aug 20136 Aug 2013 Neil E. Das

Hope Chest, a Reflection

27 Jun 201327 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

In Home Depot – Paired Haiku (Senryu) for my Father

17 Apr 2013 Neil E. Das

For Boston, Some Tulips – Beauty in Brokenness

7 Sep 2012 Neil E. Das

tasking satellites – Haiku in Symmetry – Google mapping the past

11 Nov 2011 Neil E. Das

The Theme of Grief in Terrence Malick’s Tree of Life – An Essay in Catapult Magazine – The Book of Job and the Tree of Life

11 Nov 2011 Neil E. Das

Sorrow in 17 Syllables – A Year’s Haiku from The Dassler Effect on Grief – In Catapult Magazine

7 Nov 20117 Nov 2011 Neil E. Das

A house of mourning – A Haiku on Ecclesiastes – Poetry on Grief

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Autumnal. A post-apocalyptic vision in North County... Time of the goldenrod. Yesterday morning, the clouds were aglow with the dawning. It had been a week since September's heat dome had broken, and the pool was in the nether world between summer's joyful splashings and being drained and covered for the winter. My time in the pool in the summer was in the glorious long evenings, but with 4 resident young boys the pool had seen far more exciting hours. I was walking C who had probably put on about 25 lbs since my last visit. The scene was also evocative enough to spawn a haiku. Morning glory. A glory faded, but glory nonetheless. Monarchs on goldenrod. Feels like home III. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn Feels like home II. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn
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