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slipping in beneath the kitchen door —first sunlight           - Kala Ramesh http://bit.ly/ebWq2o

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"reading is an act of stillness" http://bit.ly/dLdOGT

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“A book is a tool for turning idleness into imagination.” - @WriterToGo... http://bit.ly/hlrxGW

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“A mathematician is a device for turning coffee into theorems.” - Alfréd Rényi... http://bit.ly/hz0xwl

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“the mud • will only remember them running • until the sun • wipes its memory • clean” -... http://bit.ly/eNARct

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“there’s a blur on the hill - a blooming of the guard - as we pollinate the will - like... http://bit.ly/fY1YF2

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“Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.” - Cormac... http://bit.ly/eED4MI

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“along / the walls / shadows / quietly / playing out their lives” - @gennepher micropoem http://bit.ly/hvETCD

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"the last exit before the final toll" http://bit.ly/gZv2DY

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exploring the world, walking unfamiliar streets, one block at a time. #gypsy #haiku http://bit.ly/hhB6Xl

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FeralFilmLLC: a Cracker Jack and jazz daydream, "The Legend of 1900" (1998) oscillates from scene to scene, like... http://bit.ly/hGYfCP

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“I ride home, watching my bicycle pull its shadows eastward.” - @KrisLindbeck... http://bit.ly/hXZaDn

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no darting lizards shivering between snow piles one squirrel scampers. #winter #haiku http://tumblr.com/xzx1magqbd http://bit.ly/fBh9t3

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god made me mostly out of water so I would be everything and changing from My Dreams Move... http://bit.ly/fQoYoC

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"love is the sparrow you cannot catch until it sits on your shoulder singing" http://bit.ly/feA5P5

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rain borne on the wind — chickens forage on the beach — walking in the sun. (#VI #haiku Day-12) http://bit.ly/i9eHD0

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c8h10o2n4: to start a relationship is to find its rhythm. to end it is to miss it. http://bit.ly/hcWzxy

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winter refugee, pajama-clad on the porch, in the morning breeze. (#VI Day-8 #haiku) http://bit.ly/gYC9Xw

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“Each tree stands in a small circle of melted ground like a bear balancing on a... http://bit.ly/faewQY

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slim lizards scurry, among the dancing shadows, over sunbaked tile. (#VI #haiku Day-4) http://bit.ly/hLXQer