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This is Jerry Kilbride on the beach at Asilomar in 1992; I'm pretty sure he is writing haiku,
He was a mainstay of our Haiku Retreats for many years. He was also
an honorary curator of the American Haiku Archive at the California State Library.
He had been instrumental in its founding.
I always thought he pretended to be a little cranky to camouflage his sweet spirit.
end of a long day
the old bartender's feet
take the floorboards home
cloud shadows
on silent cliffs
where condors nested
fog . . .
just the tree and I
at the bus stop
windows filled with light
at the home for the blind,
christmas night
nursing a friend with AIDS
I close the window
against rain
last flutter
of the butterfly
in the mime’s hand
mime
lifting
fog
jumping rope
the little girl and her shadow
touch touch touch touch touch
Jerry Kilbride
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