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Haiku Poems

by Alan Harris

Tulip buds in rows
     bloom by bloom become cannons
          shooting at the sun.


God? Even this fly
     walking across the ceiling
          stops often and prays.


War in your closet
     hangs somewhere behind your clothes
          needing awful love.



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