ice fog
everything familiar
unfamiliar
Third Place
Shintai Haiku Category
late autumn
snow geese scattered
over dark fields
Zatsuei Haiku of Merit
Neo-Classical Haiku Category
Sunday, January 24, 2016
Englyn, Issue One, January 2016
The last leaves of autumn
are sighing, sighing.
I sigh, too, when I think
of all the times I should have let go.
The silken water slips quietly
over stone shoulders.
If you listen deeply,
you will hear the night undressing.
The great blue king on unfurled wing,
sails through mackerel sky,
to alight once more upon shingled shore,
with strident, raucous cry.
At the dentist's office,
collywobbles distract me
from the war being waged
in the blood of my mouth
She is Sweet Sixteen.
Wherever she goes,
bouquets of small children
cling to her like butterflies.
are sighing, sighing.
I sigh, too, when I think
of all the times I should have let go.
The silken water slips quietly
over stone shoulders.
If you listen deeply,
you will hear the night undressing.
The great blue king on unfurled wing,
sails through mackerel sky,
to alight once more upon shingled shore,
with strident, raucous cry.
At the dentist's office,
collywobbles distract me
from the war being waged
in the blood of my mouth
She is Sweet Sixteen.
Wherever she goes,
bouquets of small children
cling to her like butterflies.
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival, Haiku Invitational, 2015
gone too soon
sakura blossoms
my old friends
Sakura Award, Canada
sakura blossoms
my old friends
Sakura Award, Canada
NeverEnding Story, December 2015
Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
she hides
the family photographs
in memory's drawer
at our next visit
we find ourselves missing
The Bamboo Hut, 1:2, January 2014
Chen-ou's comments:
Modeled on traditional Japanese tanka, this heartfelt tanka is made up of five poetic phrases/ku (prosodic units) and structured into two parts where reveals not only the devastating consequences of the illness/dementia but also the different forms of patient's cognitive impairment ("family photographs/in "memory's drawer" vs "at "our next visit"/we find "ourselves missing").
she hides
the family photographs
in memory's drawer
at our next visit
we find ourselves missing
The Bamboo Hut, 1:2, January 2014
Chen-ou's comments:
Modeled on traditional Japanese tanka, this heartfelt tanka is made up of five poetic phrases/ku (prosodic units) and structured into two parts where reveals not only the devastating consequences of the illness/dementia but also the different forms of patient's cognitive impairment ("family photographs/in "memory's drawer" vs "at "our next visit"/we find "ourselves missing").
A Hundred Gourds, Issue 5:1, December 2015
thunderheads
a squabble of crows
in the larch
antelope
grazing on sagebrush
at first light
the horizon stitched
to an infinitude of sky
I squeeze the sun
between my index finger
and my thumb
until the last drop of light
is swallowed by the water
a squabble of crows
in the larch
antelope
grazing on sagebrush
at first light
the horizon stitched
to an infinitude of sky
I squeeze the sun
between my index finger
and my thumb
until the last drop of light
is swallowed by the water
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