Haiku 39 - The Stone Cycle

Written by: Jack Jordan


	
	my private field
	an embarrassment of dread
	stones, cold rain

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	buried in cheap wine
	obvious worthlessness
	stones, sinking
		
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	blue and gray despair
	red and purple my anger
	stones, submerged
	
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	color salvation —
 	“Paint yellow,” she said
	stones, receding water
	
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	climb to clean air
	to yellow, orange, bright green
	stones, in my garden