where there’s smoke (thinking of So. Cal. friends)
Moon slipping out of clouds–
the scent of smoke
from mountain forest fires
Windblown curtain–
from a fold, a white moth
flutters out into moonlight
in English-Language Haiku (Jim Kacian, Dee Evetts, eds., Red Moon Press, 2001)
credits: both haiku originally in Modern Haiku XXX:3
by dagosan:
in bed
alone
with a nagging back
[7-25-04]
Is Life Balance harder for male lawyers? (See Kleiman, Chicago Tribune)
See Overlawyered for the unseemly “Microsoft fee-ing frenzy”.. (Also, NYLawyer)
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