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Haiku Poems
by Alan Harris
Tulip buds in rows
bloom by bloom become cannons
shooting at the sun.
God? Even this fly
walking across the ceiling
stops often and prays.
War in your closet
hangs somewhere behind your clothes
needing awful love.
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