The theatre crumbles
with each blow of the wrecking ball.
Are the ghosts trembling?
© Rosemarie Horvath Iwasa
the theatre crumbles
long after the curtain fell
the overture lingers
with each blow of the wrecking ball
dust and plaster merge
a death mask
are the ghosts trembling?
crowds of dark shadows converge
waiting in the wings
Kim M. Russell, 2018
My response to In The Spotlight At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai — An Open Stage #1 Wrapped in a leaf blanket
In the first episode of a new special feature at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, called ‘In The Spotlight At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai — An Open Stage’, Chèvrefeuille will be sharing Japanese poetry that was sent by e-mail by haiku poets who don’t participate on a regular basis or don’t have the opportunity to link their poetry to our Haiku Kai. This week it is from Rosemarie Horvath Iwasa.
writing in north norfolk 
Sad to see a beautiful landmark like that come down!
Dwight
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There are so many small theatres that are being knocked down. I wish they’d find a use for them in the community.
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #8: Kim Russell’s latest #troiku for Carpe Diem!
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Thank you so much for the reblog, Frank 😊
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Brava.. 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
Excellent tribute.. 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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What a story so full of sadness and drama … very well created Troiku Kim. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you, Kristjaan!
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love this, very poignant
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Thank you!
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