Author: dipankardasgupta
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Haibun 3
Mirage Matilda’s only a phone call away. Who’d have thought? Sexy voice too. Sophia Loren in her prime. Lollobrigida? Elizabeth Taylor … Maybe all three. Quite irresistible. Can you blame me for pressing all the numbers she wanted me to? Only her own phone’s gone dead. And my bank account is empty. Venezuela! Fagin’s songentertains…
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Haiku 143
a mosquitoinside the policeman’s yawnmidnight First published in failed haiku journal, Volume 9, Issue 104© Dipankar Dasgupta
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Haiku 142
killer fartin the bookstorewabi sabi First published in failed haiku journal, Volume 9, Issue 104, November 2024© Dipankar Dasgupta
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Haiku 141
first datebalancing between the clutchand gas pedal First published in failed haiku journal , Vol 9, Issue 104, November 2024© Dipankar Dasgupta
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Haiku 140
kitesin the morning skyGiotto’s O First published in Frogpond, 47:3, Autumn (October) 2024© Dipankar Dasgupta
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Haiku 139
the treeheavily laden with mangosthird trimester First published in Modern Haiku, Issue 55:3, October, 2024© Dipankar Dasgupta
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Haiku 138
philemaphobiathe day she sharedher chewed gum First published in tsuri-dōrō, Issue #23, Sept/Oct 2024© Dipankar Dasgupta
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Haiku 137
universethe flyand i First Published in Haiku Dialogue, August 28, 2024© Dipankar Dasgupta
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Haibun 2
Punishment I switched on the pump but it didn’t start. It was meant to carry municipal water to an overhead tank and from there down to the taps in my second floor flat. If the taps were to run dry, I would join the ranks of endangered species. The electrician said, “Ah ha! Looks like…
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