These are haikus I wrote at Tassajara earlier this month, during a writing exercise I like to call “Haiku Factory” or “Speed Haiku.”

Red_Apple

Tucked in my backpack
a juicy red ripe apple
no teethmarks yet

Farmers market stand
Granny Smith apples piled up
Why not knock one off?

Outside the Zendo
a hot cup of Earl Grey tea
dawn sliver of moon

A crate of grapefruit
only a few have gone green
cold black winter day

Back of the toilet
feminine hygiene baggie
reminder of shame

Hiding in my bag
mini bottle of whiskey
Go ahead, you want it now

Sticky stems in hand
The blooms are leaching their lives
Too late not to pick