Friday, July 01, 2016

Welcome!

This is the home of the e pluribus haiku series, of which e pluribus haiku 2016 is the most recent version. This is the second version with 1000, with a substantial number for each state (and the District of Columbia), and at least one within each season within each state.

The political people who are reading this, many of whom are my friends, may wonder immediately which side I'm on. Frankly, I'm a traveler, an outsider, even in my own country, and I try not to take sides. As a writer, I align things ironically, and you may take offense at that, if you hold your flag or other things sacred. But I don't apologize for that; I love my country, it's a beautiful country, and I can get people to see certain truths about it, that can only be good for it. I write this series as a tribute, since all fifty states are unique in their own way, and the whole country as a tapestry is incredibly rich and beautiful.

Scroll down the template a ways and you'll find that virtually every poem published was published here first. This site was originally intended to show how links can be used in poems; as a project, it has a long and interesting history. More about that here.

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

CMLL Poetry Reading

e pluribus haiku was performed at the CMLL Poetry Reading today, May 11, on the Texas Tech campus, Lubbock TX. You may wonder where this poetry can be heard. Let this report answer your concern.

Friday, April 15, 2016

e pluribus haiku 2016



my pride & joy; in time for international haiku day. About 500 of the haiku are new, and there is enough modification that each state is very different from last year. Available at Amazon by clicking the picture, or at the createspace store, which has the author's biography.

Sunday, October 25, 2015

school performance

At Roscoe Wilson Elementary, Fri. Oct. 23. I read from e pluribus haiku, and also a Dr. Seuss-genre poem. More about it here.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

e pluribus haiku 2015

Friday, June 19, 2015

Alabama

iced tea, mint, sugar
calhoun county’s best manners –
little extra sugar
(2-16)






gadsden barbeque –
no matter how hard times are,
y’all’re welcome for th’fourth
(2-16)







she’s back ‘n fairhope f’r th’fourth
a town that’s absorbed ‘n itself,
kind of refreshing
(10-16)









fishing th'tombigbee, 
his sultry prison 'f a town's
million miles away
(11-14)






kudzu chokes back road,

ominous warning posted -
go back to mobile 
(4-10)







clanton tourists' tale -

came hundreds 'f miles in this heat 
to pay our respects
(11-14) 






picnic near clanton
their honor, their lives, bound
t’ th’confederacy 
(2-16) 







clanton picnic tale –
he knows th’confed’rate gen’rals,
names his sons after’m
(6-16)








shocked t’see th’yankee hat
on th’red clay bama backroads –
little out of place
(9-16)






midnight trucker’s voice,
they’re burning tires up ahead –
then, th’crickets ‘f fort payne
(6-16)







good manners steeping, 
iced tea, mint, lemon, sugar -
sweet heart of dixie 
(7-05)






nice fiddle ya got

come up blount mount'n, he says - got 
folks play all summer 
(8-05)







muscle shoals fiddler –
used t’ th’summers ‘n’ th’culture of th’place,
loves those dixie songs
(2-16)







trowbridge egg n' olive -
iced tea to cool the tongue, from 
florence gossip's sting
(4-10)





fairhope maiden's wish -

her own front porch, summer read,
someone to talk to
(4-10)







fairhope, she says, town
where folks notice ev’rything,
‘n’ summer still drags on
(1-16)






excited ‘bout th’tide,
eager t’take that hopped up truck
‘n’ parade th’red colors
(1-16)





 


old yankee hat on 
rider, old 'bama clay in 
truck, fall sky outside
(8-05)










her wood’s cut and stacked,
guy ‘n th’old truck, ‘bama clay,
drops off th’venison
(10-16)







'bama fans trashing 
auburn streets - college prank, 'cept
they aren't in college
(1-13)






don’t care f’r th’college kids –
he’s fixin’ t’do some damage
when th’tide beats auburn
(4-17)











twenty near ranburne
rolling hills, autumn fog, dusk,
th’u.f.o. was real
(2-16)






confederate flag,
united we stand sticker- 
'bama football day
(8-05)








ranburne trucker’s tale –
th’saucer landed ‘n th’autumn fog,
right along twenty
(3-17)






behold, the first frost,
th’hanging bottles, th’morning sun –
two-lane t’montgom’ry 
(9-15)






bottles hang from th’trees –
first frost, two-lane t’montgom’ry,
walk past th’eerie light
(3-17)






dothan laundromat -

young boy, inconsolable
saw santa drinking
(1-13)






road forks in mobile -

cut north to face family,
or winter on gulf
(4-10)








coden temple gift,

from shrimper's wife to buddha - 
new year's storm hits gulf
(4-10)






coden shrimper’s boat –
hull ‘n’ ornament, all they found,
after th’new year’s storm
(2-16)





 


eastbound at grand bay,  
epiph'ny wind - unprepared,
for dawn's light'n her eyes
(4-10)






space heater, packed church - 

sand mountain snakes stay in box,
amens all around
(2-14)



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b’lieve god speaks through th’snakes,
but th’sand mountain church burned down –
left th’space heater on

(3-17)
 







plain old city bus, 
a mid-winter way to work - 
selma's reflection
(4-10)






selma bus ‘n winter,
take it just for th’experience –
often late, she says
(1-17)







standing by th’trash can,
burning th’news t’keep warm, telling
why ‘t’s called ‘bombingham’
(2-16)








trash can fire, share th’heat
th’black folks ‘n th’city can tell you
th’hist’ry ‘f “bombingham
(3-17)







blount mountain music –
so good, he says, ya tend t’forget
y’ain’t worked all winter
(1-16)


 




ain't been this cold in 
gadsden, she says, since th'war of
northern aggression
(8-05)




 




not much to see here,
grim march rain's soaking florence,
blues in muscle shoals
(9-08)








dothan court, spring day,
she mutters about justice -
her son’s still locked up
(1-16)






gadsden magnolia,
flowers, strong ‘n’ fragrant – behind th’bush,
they’ve thrown some beer cans
(6-16)






inside th’van, th’guitar –
no money, th’grim ‘bama spring,
‘n’ now, ‘t’s raining again
(8-16)






rain, mobile exits,
on t’ward th’new orleans blood bank –
somewhere, it’s easter
(8-16)








from montgom'ry west,
spring dawn wakens th'countryside, 

ir'n rails sing f'r freedom 
(11-14) 










th’local lass jumps th’train –
west from montgomery, th’flow’rs,
th’valleys call to her
(12-16)







th’trees’re blooming ‘n dothan
outside th’courthouse, th’mother yells,
no justice f’r th’poor folks!
(3-17)





westbound, seminole,
green-eyed lass, bouquet ‘f flowers
he’s stopped in his tracks
(10-15)



 

lives on th’styx, th'flowers 
are all over th’place – he tries
t’imagine stopping
(10-15)






it’s honeysuckle

she says – he admits he’s not
from alabama
(10-15) 









flowers on th’river styx
surprised you’d notice, what with
all th’honeysuckle
(12-16)








rains pound birmingham, 
bright unmatched sock - another
laundromat easter 
(1-14)

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Alaska

camping near northway
wakes up t’find mouse using
th’hole in th’bug’s floorboards
(5-16)





delaney park strip,
th’fireworks – outside town, the bush,
th’purple swirling lights
(3-16)


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huge feast, out in th’bush –
miles from th’d’laney park fireworks,
they share their whole world
(3-17)






in denali's lap,
a field of ripe blueberries -
th'old bear takes a breath
(7-05)








th’guy flips his kayak
quick bath ‘n th’clear blue alcan lake
which seems t’have no name
(1-17)






awkward, th’broken pack
from th’kenai, sparkle ‘f th’sea’s edge,
‘n’ money won’t buy much
(3-17)





short hike into th’bush
th’ev’ning sun sets ‘t tok junction
th’bear, too, has noticed
(1-17)






tok junction camper
haunted by th’impounded cars
back ‘t th’yukon border
(2-16)







through th’yukon border
th’image ‘f th’impounded cars ‘n’ trucks
sticks with’m all summer
(1-17)







purple lights swirling -
heavens' light show pins their backs
to th'northern tundra
(9-05)






purple swirling lights –
not th’normal earth we lie on,
it’s arctic tundra
(4-17)





tokyo to new york,
her plane laid over 'n anch'rage -
that sun never set
(1-12)







tok junction campsite,
stuck at fork in road - okay
'til 'bout september
(9-05)








anchorage harbor -
sunset turns into sunrise
slowly, in silence
(8-05)









ninilchik harbor -
onion dome reaches for moon,
salmon boat docks full
(7-05)





road to ninilchik
in th’boat, watch th’long sunset, then,
haul in th’salmon nets
(4-16)




 

seasick and sleepless,
hauls th’kenai salmon in th’boat,
wonders where th’night went
(4-16)






near tok, ancient saab -
vermont tags, loaded down with
alcan gravel dust
(10-08)









loaded down old saab,
close t’ th’gravel – th’alcan dust
covers th’vermont tags
(10-16)





anch’rage, its bleakest –
th’cold august rains pound th’laundry,
he calls home collect
(6-16)










fairbanks mission soup,
still warm as days get shorter -
stay for the oil boom?
(12-11)







sitka cann’ry tale -
mind-numbing season ‘f fish heads,
money t’burn on drink
(9-15)









sitka canner’s tale
thousands of fish heads ‘n august,
but now th’money’s gone
(1-17)







th’first chill catches him –
alcan dust, vast wilderness,
he turns back t’whitehorse
(2-16)










down'n tok he'll decide,
hitch t'th'forty-eight for winter,
or cut back t'kenai
(12-11)









since th'night th'grateful dead
came t'anch'rage, endless darkness,
pale lights've been his stage
(10-14)









new year’s eve, and th’moose
crashes palmer man’s party –
quits drinking for good
(6-15)







wolf moon, bering sea -
from th'airplane, earth's ghostly face -
tea, while others sleep
(1-14)








d'nali train has t'stop -
man, dog, long trek t'their cabin
by dark 'n' snowed-in trail
(1-14)



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man ‘n’ dog, th’whiteout storm,
hear th’railway – but only th’dog
is sure it will stop
(1-17)






frozen road’s smoother,
says th’bearded alcan trucker –
but you can’t break down
(10-16)







from th’cabin in th’bush
he watches the blizzard downtown
on th’fairbanks webcam
(1-16)






cold, rain, fog - juneau's
best valentine flowers, but
she misses texas
(1-13)







th’snow melt brings th’hunger,
‘n’ th’morning sun’s on denali
th’bear, too, likes th’berries
(1-17)





otherworldly robe,
feet on fresh-turned earth - kenai
sun on old b'liever
(12-11)










on th’hill ‘bove homer,
th’old believer tills his earth
eyes on th’western sky
(10-16)










sitka fishing boat
saved those deer from certain death -
frigid march waters
(12-11)





fairbanks library –
she tells about her dogs, ‘n’ why it’s
all about winning
(5-15)







changed her life th’first time
she saw them pull th’sled – on th’map,
traces th’iditarod
(5-15)







in willow, th’mushers,
off t’skwarentna and yentna –
th’blizzard clouds th’vision
(5-15)








skwarentna ‘n’ yentna,
th’worst ‘f all blizzards – lost two dogs,
but still finished th’race
(10-16)








single ptarmigan,
a stunted spruce, a spring cover -
freeze-dried blueberries
(12-11)







eight straight days of rain,
not a road out of the place -
juneau in april
(12-11)







'n tolkeetna cabin,
she's so far from home, but here's
'r field 'f forget-me-nots
(11-14)







field ‘f forget-me-nots
moved t’tolkeetna t’get away,
now he’s everywhere
(10-16)







sets out from fairbanks,
explores th’vast wilderness, loves
th’days that last f’rever
(12-15)








dreamed 'v northern lights f'years,
one week they came up t'fairbanks,
'n'june rains settled in
(1-14)







near prince william sound,
week in an alpine meadow -
devil's clubs talk back
(12-11)












short growing season
anch’rage gard’ner tells ‘bout th’world’s
biggest dand’lions
(12-16)