I plan to write at least one haiku each day that people in the DC metropolitan area are supposed to spend socially distanced.
30 March
I
bulbous bud, still not
Bulbasaur, and hopefully
not a daffodil
II
three Chipotle chips
in one. Not grilled cheese Jesus;
more miraculous
29 March 2020
conical, folded
ombré mushrooms rise between
assorted green plants
28 March 2020
post-impressionist
pointillism: paint dots blend
to become image
II
#smallbusinesssaturday
in a pandemic
small business Saturday is
every Saturday
25 March 2020
brushing, stippling paint
into rocks, water, birds, and
happy little trees
24 March 2020
Georgia O’Keefe:
painter, lover of: desert
life, death; vaginas
23 March 2020
I
pear blossoms, under
appreciated compared
to cherry, still nice
II
rain rips white cherry
blossom petals from branches,
decorating grass
22 March 2020
Nemean lion
buried under Android brand
sort of pointillist?
21 March 2020
passed over a table
pie, hopefully served without
coronavirus
20 March 2020
I
Second hyacinth
Blossoming while distancing
From other flowers
II
Bulbasaur? alas,
it’s just a growing tulip
not ready to bloom
19 March 2020
nutrition data,
comma delineated,
proves legume greatness
18 March 2020
I
going offline soon
American FactFinder
(rest in peace, I guess?)
II
made on Monday night
chocolate chip cookies are
quite full of gluten
17 March 2020
socially distanced
winding yarn into pom-poms
and… writing haiku
15 March 2020
Teeth gripping eggs, hope
New York will prevail, like the
Egg McMuffin rat
(Source)
7 March 2020
dead leaves decompose
on too-warm earth over Great
Falls, under cute dogs
