Today I walked into the village for a ham sandwich and a glass of wine.
The tree in the plaza is leafless and birdless, the sky a blue shawl draped over the housetops.
Would you have kissed me? On my way home I made a list of lips my lips have kissed.
It’s a short list; so, I’ve started a list of lips I’ve never kissed. It may take a while to get to the end of that.
cabin fever
losing to myself
at tic-tac-toe
is a regular contributor to haiku and tanka journals in the US, Europe, and
Australia, and his work has been widely anthologized. His fiction, nonfiction, and
poetry have appeared or are forthcoming in numerous international journals, including
Flash, Rattle, Modern Haiku, KYSO Flash, SurVision, Haibun Today, and
Contemporary Haibun Online (the latter for which he served as content editor
from July 2014 thru January 2020).
He is the author most recently of My Thology: Not Always True But Always Truth
(Cyberwit, 2019) and the chapbook Conversation Starters in a Language No One
Speaks (SurVision Books, 2018), which was a winner of the James Tate Poetry
Prize in 2018; and his chapbook of haibun, tanka prose, and prose poems, entitled
Ethiopian Time (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2014), was an honorable mention in the
Touchstone Book Awards.
Lucky currently splits his time between Saudi Arabia, where he teaches and plays in
a ukulele band, and Portugal, where he is working his way through all the regional
cheeses and wines.
