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Attention Debt - Burning Haibun by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Li is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to write what is know as a Burning Haibun. Burning Haibun relies on writing a Haibun then using erasure x 2 to arrive at a distilled form as a second part, followed by the usual haiku/senryu. Burning Haibun is typically about an interior journey/reflection. For more detail follow the link below: dVerse Poets – Haibun – Making Way Image:…

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Once More - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: found on pinterest.com “there was epiphany in the pain” Olu Oguibe Once MoreDark emotionnow jiltedexcludedsulkingnot completely annihilated ,woundedhidingdeep in the interior,rising almost to lifeas feelings swirlwhen tiredness infiltratesprojected,legitimised by thincircumstance,attempting blamethwarted by thesmoking gun ofself-awareness. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights…

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I'm A Fan Of Time - a pome by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: found on youtube.com “While we speak, time is envious …” Horace I'm A Fan Of TimeI tookthat sheet of paper24 lines drawn horizontally,folded them carefullyfingered the line to a sharp creaseallowing the ultimate compressionas thin as rice paper slice,expansions to a pinchcorrugations to a fan,movement as squeezeboxin and out all rightthe lines of a daymorn till nightdown to nothingout to…

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Can Never Be Spoken - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Li is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write about magical moments of intimacy. dVerse Poets – Poetics – Intimate Moments Photo: Flat Rock reserve on the Blackwood River, 2024. “One doesn’t really suck on frozen sugar water. One allows it to melt in the oven of the mouth.” Diane Seuss Can Never Be SpokenWe left the day as it happenedskirted the weather because it was,saving our…

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The Morning Celebration - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Dawn – Taken last week looking out over the Blackwood River to East Augusta. “There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground …” Sara Teasdale The Morning CelebrationI dosometimesjust a few linesof made up song,more often I just humfor the physical resonance,I sing mostly in my heada song for all life,now and again I keenfor so much lossbefore I turn tocelebration. Copyright 2025…

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Vagrant Persona - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Leandro De Carvalho from Pixabay “And in these Shades the false Imposter met” Anne Kingsmill Finch Vagrant PersonaAs we sat talking heopened up to me ofa life arrested,with a deep sadness I listened long,it was likeentering a mansion ofgreat opulence butwhere the ownerchose to exist in thedusty garden shed,he seemed unwilling to move into his own skin. Copyright 2024 ©️Paul Vincent…

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