8 February 2024 (Olduvai Gorge)
Kristen Lindquist
A little wordplay from when I was half-awake in the wee hours last night:
Olduvai Gorge
the great rift between us
and our ancestors
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A little wordplay from when I was half-awake in the wee hours last night:
Olduvai Gorge
the great rift between us
and our ancestors
the new doctor
doesn’t introduce herself . . .
antiseptic sky
a field of blue lupines . . .
steeling myself
for the confrontation
harbor town holiday
Santa arrives
by lobster boat
within earshot
two women speed-walking
through gender politics
a long cigar stub
crushed in beach sand
vacationland
no fireworks
we binge-watch
a rom-com
pie a la mode
the waitresses dish
about the bad tipper
one town runs into another
every mile a different
lost cat poster
head wrapped in foil
the conspiracy theories
of my hairdresser
Note: While this senryu was inspired by today’s visit to the hair salon, I want to make clear that my actual hairdresser is not a conspiracy theorist!
lichen-covered branches . . .
the expanding blooms
of her sleeve tattoo