walking in someone else’s sneakers
Last night, I stumbled across a cache of selected poems by w.f. owen.
Since I never seem to have enough haiku and senryu to use here at
f/k/a by Dr. Bill, I was very pleased. Naturally, I had to share a few right
away:
family reunion
new shoelaces
in old sneakers
shaking out
the picnic blanket
first stars
long day
his finger slows
the spinning globe
“family reunion” Acorn #5 (2000)
“shaking out” & “long day” - Two Autumns Reading (HPNC, S.F., 2003)
potluck
21, 2005) why he wants to be a public defender. JR was inspired by a
post at ambivalent imbroglio that asks why public defenders often
see all prosecutors as evil. I’m always taken aback when any group
of people tries to paint all of their opponents as bad or somehow
subhuman. I guess the fear and hatred of “the other” is deeply
entrenched in human nature. Still, we all need to aspire to a better
nature.
Bravo to 