Welcome to this archive of my published poetry, photography and art. Thank you for allowing me to share my creative passions with you, and for taking the time to visit. Please be kind, and do not copy any of the content on this site without permission and attribution. All rights reserved © Debbie Strange. I unfold my origami self / and swim into a lake of fire / washing my hair in ashes / the crane-legged words / of a thousand burning poems.
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- A Year Unfolding: Haiku
- Mouth Full of Stones: Haikai eBook
- Prairie Interludes: Haiku eChapbook
- Random Blue Sparks: Haiku
- The Language of Loss: Haiku & Tanka Conversations
- Three-Part Harmony: Tanka Verses
- Warp and Weft: Tanka Threads
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Hedgerow Poems, Number 43, August 2015
Part 3 of the Resident Artist Collection...
The White Spaces Series
I love the sense of mystery surrounding white spaces in art. These iPad sketches are not meant to be realistic portrayals, but rather, a means for the viewer to fill in the blanks...
The White Spaces Series
I love the sense of mystery surrounding white spaces in art. These iPad sketches are not meant to be realistic portrayals, but rather, a means for the viewer to fill in the blanks...
Gems, An Anthology of Haiku, Senryu and Sedoka, 2014
Red Lights, Volume 11, Number 2, June 2015
Sketch only, Winner of The Heron's Nest 2014 Illustration Contest (front cover)
Haiga published in Cattails, September 2014
Ribbons, Volume 10, Number 2, Spring/Summer 2014
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum English Haiku Contest, 2015
7th Contest Selected Haiku Collection
rusted gate
old lilacs blooming
for no one
empty nest
on the for sale sign
mourning doves
rusted gate
old lilacs blooming
for no one
empty nest
on the for sale sign
mourning doves
Hedgerow Poems, Number 42, August 2015
Part 2 of the Resident Artist Collection...
The Watercolour Series
I am drawn to the serenity of watercolours. These original photographs were digitally manipulated in order to create painterly effects...
The Watercolour Series
I am drawn to the serenity of watercolours. These original photographs were digitally manipulated in order to create painterly effects...
Honourable Mention, Haiku Canada Betty Drevniok Award 2015
GUSTS, Number 21, Spring/Summer 2015
A Hundred Gourds, Issue 4:2, March 2015
Atlas Poetica, Number 20, February 2015
Acorn, Number 34, Spring 2015
Monday, August 10, 2015
Hedgerow Poems, Number 41, August 2015
I am grateful to Caroline Skanne for inviting me to be the "resident artist" for the next four weekly issues of hedgerow: a journal of small poems. She has always been supportive of my endeavours, and her editorial and artistic skills in the production of more than 40 issues of this journal are remarkable!
The Glass Series
I am always entranced by the magic of light. In this series of photographs, I tried to capture the play of light through glass in a minimalistic manner...
The Glass Series
I am always entranced by the magic of light. In this series of photographs, I tried to capture the play of light through glass in a minimalistic manner...
Bright Stars, Volume 1, January 2014
Inner Art Journal, February 2014
LYNX, Issue 28:3, October 2013
Cattails, September 2014
All the Shells, Tanka Society of America Members' Anthology, 2014
Monday, August 03, 2015
NeverEnding Story, August 2015
Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
quilting bee
train tracks stitch
prairie to sky
Acorn, Number 33, Fall 2014
quilting bee
train tracks stitch
prairie to sky
Acorn, Number 33, Fall 2014
Sunday, August 02, 2015
Ribbons, Volume 11, Number 2, Spring/Summer 2015
Empty and Full
rivulets
of dark blood flowing down
her thin legs
crumple under the weight
of another miscarriage
pingos form
above permafrost
growing larger
the stealthy tumours
of her womanhood
this disease
ravaging her
so slowly
a low-mass star
consumes itself
rivulets
of dark blood flowing down
her thin legs
crumple under the weight
of another miscarriage
pingos form
above permafrost
growing larger
the stealthy tumours
of her womanhood
this disease
ravaging her
so slowly
a low-mass star
consumes itself
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