Showing posts with label robert fulghum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label robert fulghum. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 07, 2011

sherku: harmonica lips


That is what he
told me after
the first kiss;
he has got
harmonica lips


a found sherku, in that I read what Robert Fulghum wrote and it fit.

What is a sherku?


Friday, April 04, 2008

sacred space

cemeteries at dawn are
the only places where some
sacredness of space is


Note: Another in a series of 'found" poems, this one from Robert Fulghum. He may not have realized when he wrote them that he was composing a sherku.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

timing


He was never on time

He was never in time

His timing was exquisite





Note: Another in a series of 'found' poems, this one from Robert Fulghum. He may not have realized when he wrote them that he was composing a sherku.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Sherku: Robert Fulghum after breakfast

The curved simplicity
Of an old spoon sitting
In an empty bowl


Note: the words are Robert Fulghum's. He may not have realized when he wrote them in the closing of his essay on True Love that he was composing a sherku.