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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Haiku (and sometimes photos) by Michael Crowe</description><title>Caw! Caw! Caw!</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @crowehaiku)</generator><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/</link><item><title>Pull red handle down and hold
 while pushing
 window out at bottom.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Pull red handle down and hold&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; while pushing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; window out at bottom.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/11869369170</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/11869369170</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2011 10:33:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Few words affect me
 so viscerally as the word
 ”ravioli.”</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Few words affect me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; so viscerally as the word&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; ”ravioli.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/10371272399</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/10371272399</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 12:52:40 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>No mercy
 for the flies I find
 suspended in my whiskey!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;No mercy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; for the flies I find&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; suspended in my whiskey!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/10154432298</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/10154432298</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 21:03:26 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>A hawk cries out across
 Lake Washington—
I lost my train of thought.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;A hawk cries out across&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Lake Washington—&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I lost my train of thought.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/3101480941</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/3101480941</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 22:53:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>The last living mosquito
 in January
 found me sleeping.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The last living mosquito&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; in January&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; found me sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/2688635611</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/2688635611</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2011 13:48:01 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>The tail on the three-legged dog
 goes around and around
 and around and around and around.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The tail on the three-legged dog&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; goes around and around&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; and around and around and around.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/2083111296</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/2083111296</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2010 08:35:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s Monday.

Slither down the greasy pipe.

So far, so good; no one saw you."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;It’s Monday.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Slither down the greasy pipe.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So far, so good; no one saw you.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;David Bowie - Joe The Lion (Heroes)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1399349341</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1399349341</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2010 10:28:10 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Moments never pass.
We exist in all of them at once,
 forever, never-ending.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Moments never pass.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We exist in all of them at once,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; forever, never-ending.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1233881190</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1233881190</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2010 00:27:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>The rain slips aimlessly like
 loving fingertips over my eyes,
 my ears, my cheeks, my lips.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The rain slips aimlessly like&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; loving fingertips over my eyes,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; my ears, my cheeks, my lips.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1195915416</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1195915416</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Sep 2010 19:24:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I would bathe in a raincloud.
I would chase the sun,
 race it to...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l95s8mv9eE1qbvz77o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would bathe in a raincloud.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would chase the sun,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; race it to the other coast.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1167893648</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1167893648</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Sep 2010 10:21:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have worries,

 but I’m not going crazy.

I feel like the rain."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;I have worries,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; but I’m not going crazy.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I feel like the rain.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Cloud Cult (Dawn, Light Chasers)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1159070921</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1159070921</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 18:57:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>The rain on the leaves outside
 my window. A saxophone
 on a record player somewhere.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The rain on the leaves outside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; my window. A saxophone&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; on a record player somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1147906254</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1147906254</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Sep 2010 22:19:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>All the stars reflections,
 elongated on the rippling lake,
 point at me.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;All the stars reflections,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; elongated on the rippling lake,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; point at me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1127959615</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1127959615</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Sep 2010 13:39:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>The sun is low.
My shadow peaks somewhere
 beyond the county line.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The sun is low.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My shadow peaks somewhere&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; beyond the county line.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1112964567</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1112964567</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2010 19:11:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Sitting with a peach beside the
 ship canal, trying not to eat it,
 trying to prolong September.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sitting with a peach beside the&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; ship canal, trying not to eat it,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; trying to prolong September.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1105281883</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1105281883</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Sep 2010 15:55:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Flowers, balloons, and a dog
 on the street by the noodle shop.
Everyone looks at the dog.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Flowers, balloons, and a dog&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; on the street by the noodle shop.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Everyone looks at the dog.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1098954147</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1098954147</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 15:03:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Rainclouds, gentle in the
 morning light, shimmer boldly
 in the evening.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Rainclouds, gentle in the&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; morning light, shimmer boldly&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; in the evening.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1052043208</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1052043208</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 23:31:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>In my kingdom,
 time will be our currency;
We can spend it how we want.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;In my kingdom,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; time will be our currency;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We can spend it how we want.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1026713824</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/1026713824</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 12:51:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Summer tells a joke,
 but no one laughs
 because she serves it up so cold.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Summer tells a joke,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; but no one laughs&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; because she serves it up so cold.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/966162745</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/966162745</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2010 23:10:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Trimming photos down to size,
 gluing them to pages in a book
 for you to see.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Trimming photos down to size,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; gluing them to pages in a book&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; for you to see.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/839844284</link><guid>http://haiku.bymichaelcrowe.com/post/839844284</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 00:22:00 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

