April 1999     

Last Dance

Congratulations, Erich

Pedestrian Safety

NALSA

SABER

Graduation Pledge

Seven-Year Reflection

Small Claims and Cinnamon Rolls

Church of the Earth

Y2K Nuclear Threat

Tribal Members Speak

INS Are
Thought Police

In re Robin E.
LOVE, Debtor

Selected Crime
Beat Reports

Living Large: Downtown

Haiku Variations

The Light

William Stafford

perspective

Spring Wave

Poetry Notes

 

Haiku Competition
The winner of last issue's Haiku Competition happens to be the only original submission. Written by B.D. Thomas, grandfather to second-year law student Sarah Glorian, and written for his late wife, Glorian.
Glorian, my love
You are long remembered,
Never forgotten

Other submissions of note include the following Internet tumbleweeds. First, on computers.

A file that big?
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.

Three things are certain:
Death, taxes, and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.

Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.

And now, those lovable furniture-demolishing companions.

The rule for today:
Touch my tail, I shred your hand.
New rule tomorrow.

Terrible battle.
I fought for hours. Come and see!
What's a 'term paper'?

Small brave carnivores
Kill pine cones and mosquitoes
Fear vacuum cleaner

 

More Variations on a Haiku

 Kneesocks, Peter Parisot

short skirt and
tall socks, drinking and smoking
bad girl, good

Vinyl pants, Jenny Eudy

in summer
sticky, squeaky, hot

vinyl pants

About me, Peter Parisot

bed head boy
looks too sleepy for
legal life

Juicy fruit, Peter Parisot

keep foil wrapper
to put gum in after use
gum is hard to clean

Jenny, Jenny Eudy

Can't hear them.
Somehow outside it.
Happy there.

For Jenny and the fetishist, Peter Parisot

Little girl,
can I see your shoes?
Very nice, ahhhhhh.