silken viscera
effulgent in the moonlight
perfect on wheat toast
Apparently hunting in a freezing rain inspires dear Bubo. Perhaps this will cure any blues you have today.
Bubo’s poetry always cures my blues.
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Entrails
17 January 2012
Posted by The Odd Luminary
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Post Tags: Bubo, haiku, hunting, poetry, rain
“Night Hunting” by Bubo
17 December 2011Moonlight, I thank thee.
You butter my wings with glow
And make my flights sing.
(This is one of dear Bubo’s haiku. I shall publish more as she allows.)
Bubo’s Haiku
15 December 2011Sipping mulled cider whilst Bubo scribbles more haiku. I predict a book-length manuscript within a month. She seems to have a poetry bug.
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