Sundays with Billy, Buk and other masters of the craft...

I find myself writing more and more haiku, so here’s one from a master and one from me.

One flower

on the cliffside

Nodding at the canyon

—Jack Kerouac

Somewhere Beyond the Sunset

The muse has toppled

her orange ink onto the page

of her diary.

—Randall McNair

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