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Winter Haiku

Haiku 1

Summer is so short

A white skirt left on the beach

Winter is so long

Haiku 2

The ice flowers on

the window pane. A flute plays

and the rising moon

Haiku 3

The seagull on its

perch pole above the water

Naked we slowly enter

Haiku 4

The small whales leap and

dive in the sound. The sauna

sweat on our bodies

Haiku 5

Long the shore the ice

cracks in the ferry`s wake. The

moon slides on darkness

Haiku 6

New Year - so many

rockets scream next day - old year΄s

rubbish fills the streets
Tommy Stroller



A Very Personal History

Bodies have histories

Eyes lie to one another

Even in mirrors

But history remains dug

Deep into every cell

Bodies strain to forget themselves

To join in dances too young for them

But the music of the song

Is in the piano notes of the genes

And we endlessly respond

Endlessly play the game,

And dance the dance,

Biology and memory conspiring

To deny themselves

Through each other
Tommy Stroller



The Light Is Going

The light is going
way over the copse,
it shrinks from the ploughed
gullies and blackbird runs
between the hawthorn,
gilding still the leftover
harvest straw, the elm tops
threading the November dusk
with stripped and lonely lifelines.

Old man, old woman,
two lightning blasted trunks
await their final rest,
like an old couple
in God's golden funeral parlour.

Only the old railway
holds a claim on tomorrow;
all else is nature's slow sleep,
turning its nose into the cold
pillow of night
and the longer stillness,
which is ours for the watching
Tommy Stroller



Between Africa and Europe I

Between Africa & Europe
We sat on the rocks of the islanded Nile
Somewhere below Aswan
The inkwell water smooth running between our toes
The silt of Africa behind Aswan's mighty hand

Why did we leave?
Why did we come home?

Between Africa & Europe my mind halts
In this poem of last returns.

There we are placed:
I swimming
You watching
The light of the Sahara still burnishing our skin
The cold dark depths of the river
Hiding our last desires
And they will never resurface beyond this picture
I treasure here
Only the Nile flows on
Tommy Stroller

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