Paul is a self-described “word nerd” and has been writing haiku and senryu for over 30 years. His day job for over 40 years has been in the computer field. His poetry, therefore, is an alchemy of art and science, or so he would like to think.
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staring
at a sheet of paper—
a night without words
Brussels Sprout, Volume X:1, 1993
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military jet
carving a white scar
in the sky
Brussels Sprout, 1994
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snow mixes with rain—
my mother keeps calling me
by my brother’s name
The Heron’s Nest, 2002
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