A bit squashed like a
Dali painting. I’m waiting
for a dripping clock.
Category Archives: Haiku
Hospital Haiku
Irony drips in
here. A happy occasion
nine years ago when
uterus and blood
produced life. But not this time.
Hysterectomy.
[Image courtesy Natural Fertility Info]
Haiku for International Women’s Day
Greer. Steinem. Summers.
Wolf. Zimmer Bradley. Dworkin.
They all have brought me
here. Hell, I even
remember Helen Reddy:
I am woman. (Roar!)
