An Embarrassment of Riches

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On July 16, 2016, I was scheduled to read at theĀ annual Beast Crawl, a lit crawl event that spans three hours and dozens of venues in downtown Oakland. I was to read at the Bay Area Generations event alongside Clive Matson, a magnificent poet whom I’ve know for thirty years.

Sadly, my health prevented me from attending — an expected 4-day hospital stay for surgery turned in an 18-day, complications-fueled ordeal — and I had to bow out. A good friend of mine, and no slouch at writing himself, Vince Donovan, read my work for me.

Shortly afterward, I began receiving mysterious postcards in the mail. The graphic side all had a “Thank You” theme, and the different senders all composed haiku or positive messages on the back. I was mystified. Who were these people? How did they get my address?

I finally learned that Amos White, a friend and fellow haiku poet, had handed out these postcards at the Beast Crawl event, encouragingĀ attendees to send me haiku.

How wonderful is that? The photo shows the first fourteen I received. A couple more have trickled in since, and I think more are still to come.

Amos, Vince, Clive… You guys are the best. This is friendship. This is community.

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And So We Come to the End

Dear Everybody,

In a few hours, I will post today’s daily haiku along with its companion photograph.

That will mark 1,001 haiku postcards written and mailed.

It will also bring the Daily Haiku Actual Postcard project to completion.

I want to thank everyone who participated by following my haiku on social media and especially those who volunteered their addresses and in some cases, those of friends, family, and loved ones. A project in which mailing is essential runs on addresses, so I literally could not have done this without your help.

I sent a haiku postcard to every address I received. If it never arrived, contact me directly and I will check my records and let you know which one I mailed to you. You might also look deep into your mailbox. A poet in Greece found hers crumpled down in the bottom months after I’d sent it!

I will continue to write haiku, but it’s time for Haiku Andy to retire so that Fiction Andy can maybe finally get some work done around here.

Thanks again and I hope you all continue to enjoy the archives at haikuandy.com.

Sincerely Yours,

Andrew O. Dugas

PS: haikuandy.com will remain up, though it will morph more into an archive and less a blog.

PPS: Read my novel, Sleepwalking in Paradise! Everybody likes it, so will you. https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22619147-sleepwalking-in-paradise