Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 211 Points (22 September / London)

Jonathan ROBIN Poems

761. Haiku Dreams And Awakenings 7/15/2013
762. Haiku Eight Homeless Dead 7/15/2013
763. Haiku Elections 7/15/2013
764. Haiku Empathy 7/17/2013
765. Haiku Encapsulation 3/28/2012
766. Haiku End Of Play 7/24/2013
767. Haiku Evening 6/11/2013
768. Haiku Ex Plane Ations 11/15/2013
769. Haiku Exception 7/17/2013
770. Haiku Extensions 7/24/2013
771. Haiku Fantasy Unfulfilled 7/23/2013
772. Haiku Farewell State 10/30/2006
773. Haiku Faucet 7/24/2013
774. Haiku Fey Way 6/13/2013
775. Haiku Fidelity 7/15/2013
776. Haiku Fingered Points 7/22/2013
777. Haiku Fire And Water 7/17/2013
778. Haiku Fleet Street 2 7/26/2013
779. Haiku Fleet Street I 7/26/2013
780. Haiku Floating World 7/1/2013
781. Haiku Foothold Firm 7/23/2013
782. Haiku Forum Blog After Basho The Old Pond 2/9/2012
783. Haiku Freedom Versus Haze[ag]itation 7/17/2013
784. Haiku French - Plus Ca Change With English Translation 3/31/2012
785. Haiku French - The More Things Change With French Translation 3/31/2012
786. Haiku French Faits Divers 7/15/2013
787. Haiku Frog Longjump Or High Jump Over The Old Pond After Basho Matsuo 7/26/2013
788. Haiku From Faith To Wraith After Yosano Akiko 4/17/2012
789. Haiku Generation Gap 6/20/2013
790. Haiku Genesis 11/15/2013
791. Haiku Glossy Gloss On Time's Etching And Rhyme's Sketching 4/27/2012
792. Haiku Great Expectations 7/17/2013
793. Haiku Greenhouse Gas 7/24/2013
794. Haiku H.T.M.L. 9/20/2013
795. Haiku Happy Landing 1/2/2007
796. Haiku Hex 7/26/2013
797. Haiku Hiss Verse 7/23/2013
798. Haiku Hope Beams 5/8/2012
799. Haiku Hurricane 7/23/2013
800. Haiku I Love You 6/1/2013
Best Poem of Jonathan ROBIN

To An Ostrich Seen From Above After Frances Cornford To A Fat Woman Seen From A Train

Why do you bury your head underground,
risking so much and so much?
O black and white ostrich with feathers all found,
why do you bury your head in the ground
while the grass is so soft and the hunter’s around
and the trigger is light on the touch?
O why do you bury your head underground,
risking so much and so much?

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Hong Kong

Spinning criss cross patterns as they post across the harbour,
spray kissing, barely miss each other, business to the fore,
the junks and ferries seem such toys when seen from seventh floor
or stateroom on the seventeenth, but does it matter any more?

Does it matter, for the room is insulated from outside,
from heat and from humidity, from differences too wide
in wealth and wisdom where the West unwelcome is as bride,
though brides are taken for a time, who doweries provide.

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