
Silhouette
Bare limbs silhouette
before a fiery dusk sky.
The sun hies to night.
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Silhouette
Bare limbs silhouette
before a fiery dusk sky.
The sun hies to night.
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#silhouette #limbs #sky #sun #night #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #tuesday #020425 #2025

Touch
Not so long ago, /
morning light saw frosted leaves /
holding winter’s touch.
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Dashiell Hammett’s THE MALTESE FALCON was first published by Alfred A. Knopf on this day in 1930.
“Samuel Spade’s jaw was long and bony, his chin a jutting v under the more flexible v of his mouth. His nostrils curved back to make another, smaller v. His yellow-grey eyes were horizontal. The v motif was picked up again by thickish brows rising outward from twin creases above a hooked nose, and his pale brown hair grew down-from high flat temples-in a point on his forehead. He looked rather pleasantly like a blonde Satan.”
–from THE MALTESE FALCON
A treasure worth killing for. Sam Spade, a slightly shopworn private eye with his own solitary code of ethics. A perfumed grafter named Joel Cairo, a fat man name Gutman, and Brigid O’Shaughnessy, a beautiful and treacherous woman whose loyalties shift at the drop of a dime. These are the ingredients of Dashiell Hammett’s coolly glittering gem of detective fiction, a novel that has haunted three generations of readers.
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The dead partner in this story “comes alive” as the main character of another detective series.
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Alley
Sunlight and shadows /
bare trees and winter dreams /
weave through the alley.
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Failure
Is their poetry /
in failure? Bleak winter sun /
pockets its promise.
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#poetry #bleak #winter #sun #failure #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #january #012822 #2022 #haiga
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