Eric Beach Poems

upturned open-mouthed
in a ring
of sun
a flower
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for thirty years
I wondered whether that famous haiku
or hokku should run
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description & length of last job ?

Once propped up his crippled girlfriend
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purple iris on a black mountain

early morning light
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are th spiritual organs of plants
they are no strangers
to beheading
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you create quite a stir
you work a room
like a mink works a fur
margot
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