Tuesday, 11 June 2024

Ten Haiku Poems by David Hoppe

 




Ten Haiku Poems

 


Six-foot waves white caps


filling dreams with caresses


bird’s wing brushing cheek 


 


Alan Ladd stood 5’6”


Veronica Lake was 4’11”


Hollywood glamour 


 


Our bed all tangled


with humidity and dreams


a wet frog croaking 


 


Checking the weather


looking into the future


blue jay crying thief 


 


Hole torn in curtain


makes an image of landscape


as breeze blows through it 


 


We don’t know ourselves


staring back from the mirror


a tree without birds 


 


Sleeping with a gun


anything is possible


stubborn fear hoards night 


 


Children of empire


going wherever they like


handing stray dogs treats 


 


Under sedation


nurse assures me I earned this


empty space between 


 


Cutting cottonwoods


Great trees terrorized by men


pissing on their shoes





David Hoppe’s writing explores the intersection of politics, culture and community. His most recent book, Mondo POTUS: An American Love Story, is a satirical novel that writer Susan Neville has called a “smart and hilarious tour-de-force” with “humour reminiscent of Vonnegut.” Hoppe’s other books include Letters from Michiana, about life on Lake Michigan’s southern shore and Midcentury Boy, a memoir about growing up in a Chicago suburb during the 1950’s and early ‘60s. His work for the stage includes After Paul McCartney; Our Experiences During the First Days of Alligators and Sacred Sands: A Play for Voices, an audio version of which has been installed at the Indiana Dunes National Park. Hoppe graduated from Macalester College and holds graduate degrees from the University of Minnesota and Bennington College. He lives in Long Beach, IN.


 

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