Thursday, June 02, 2016
Undertow Tanka Review, Issue 8, May 2016
on the verge
of here and hereafter
surely we
are not the only ones
with revenant hearts
scraps of lace
behind old windows
footfalls echo
we are bound by webs
of good intentions
of here and hereafter
surely we
are not the only ones
with revenant hearts
scraps of lace
behind old windows
footfalls echo
we are bound by webs
of good intentions
The Heron's Nest, Vol. 18, Number 2, June 2016
cloudless sky
a pelican's pouch
full of light
Editors' Choices
a pelican's pouch
full of light
Editors' Choices
The Heron's Nest, Volume 17, 2015
crab spider
a frost moon dangles
out of reach
Perseid shower
the scent of tamarack
on the campfire
evening fog
antlers ghosting through
the coulee
summer camp
children sieve the sky
for tadpoles
a frost moon dangles
out of reach
Perseid shower
the scent of tamarack
on the campfire
evening fog
antlers ghosting through
the coulee
summer camp
children sieve the sky
for tadpoles
The Cicada's Cry, A Micro-Zine of Haiku Poetry, Spring 2016
old argument
this frosty morning
ruffled feathers
this frosty morning
ruffled feathers
The Bamboo Hut, Spring 2016
even when
you came home early
blood-spattered
with glass in your hair
I never saw this coming
though my feet
have never trod upon
that fair isle
they know it better
than these dirty streets
the times
that are the hardest
give way
to those that soften
this, I tell myself
when, at last
we turn to dust and bone
my hair
an eternal waterfall
will still flow over you
rose thorns
and twists of barbed wire
you trace
my body's deep scars
until I believe
you came home early
blood-spattered
with glass in your hair
I never saw this coming
though my feet
have never trod upon
that fair isle
they know it better
than these dirty streets
the times
that are the hardest
give way
to those that soften
this, I tell myself
when, at last
we turn to dust and bone
my hair
an eternal waterfall
will still flow over you
rose thorns
and twists of barbed wire
you trace
my body's deep scars
until I believe
Skylark, Vol. 4, Number 1, Summer 2016
ease me down
into cool waters
plait my hair
with green willow roots
make of me your anchor
this is the song
of our humpback hearts
when we listen
to the ocean breathing
blood returns to water
into cool waters
plait my hair
with green willow roots
make of me your anchor
this is the song
of our humpback hearts
when we listen
to the ocean breathing
blood returns to water
Note: This issue also contains a lovely review of Warp and Weft, Tanka Threads by Jenny Ward Angyal which may be accessed via the "Books and Reviews" page of this blog.
NeverEnding Story, May 2016
Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
grandmother's
tarnished teaspoon
stirs memories
in bittersweet cups
I swallow her tears
cattails, September 2014
Chen-ou Liu's comments:
Through well-chosen phrases/images, Debbie's tanka effectively builds, line by line, to an emotionally powerful ending that has the most weight and reveals the theme of "co-suffering love."
grandmother's
tarnished teaspoon
stirs memories
in bittersweet cups
I swallow her tears
cattails, September 2014
Chen-ou Liu's comments:
Through well-chosen phrases/images, Debbie's tanka effectively builds, line by line, to an emotionally powerful ending that has the most weight and reveals the theme of "co-suffering love."
NeverEnding Story, May 2016
Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
stone cairns
a faded cap drifts
downriver
First Place, 2015 Harold G. Henderson Awards
Frogpond 38:3, Autumn 2015
Chen-ou Liu's comments:
Excerpted from the judges' comment, which can be accessed at http://www.hsa-haiku.org/hendersonawards/henderson-judges2015.htm
stone cairns
a faded cap drifts
downriver
First Place, 2015 Harold G. Henderson Awards
Frogpond 38:3, Autumn 2015
Chen-ou Liu's comments:
Excerpted from the judges' comment, which can be accessed at http://www.hsa-haiku.org/hendersonawards/henderson-judges2015.htm
Hedgerow Poems, Number 79, May 2016
Resident Artist
Poems without images published as follows:
1) Frameless Sky 3, 2015
2) Untertow Tanka Review 7, Hon. Men., 1st Annual Tanka Competition 2015
3) Kokako 23, 2015
4) Eucalypt 19, 2015
5) Bright Stars 7 Tanka Anthology, 2014
1) Frameless Sky 3, 2015
2) Untertow Tanka Review 7, Hon. Men., 1st Annual Tanka Competition 2015
3) Kokako 23, 2015
4) Eucalypt 19, 2015
5) Bright Stars 7 Tanka Anthology, 2014
Failed Haiku - A Journal of English Senryu, Issue 5, May 2016
torn petals
no words to describe
wabi sabi
limp seabirds
beach bodies slick
with oil
no words to describe
wabi sabi
limp seabirds
beach bodies slick
with oil
Creatrix Poetry and Haiku Journal, Number 33, June 2016
fly fishing
a rainbow arcs across
evening
first crocus
the grey stubble
on his chin
a rainbow arcs across
evening
first crocus
the grey stubble
on his chin
Colorado Boulevard Poetry Corner, June 2016
Theme: Dream Come True
dreamchaser
I thought I was too old
and yet
this book of tanka
that bears my name
dreamchaser
I thought I was too old
and yet
this book of tanka
that bears my name
Amaranth
Craigleigh Press, May 2016
Poetry Contest 2016 - Haiku Category
moon-burnished
the silence of stones
in winter
2nd Place
homeless child
spent cherry blossoms
in his hair
1st Honourable Mention
herring scales
fishing nets empty
but for light
Judge's Choice
the stillness
of a dragonfly's wings
first frost
Judge's Choice
moon-burnished
the silence of stones
in winter
2nd Place
homeless child
spent cherry blossoms
in his hair
1st Honourable Mention
herring scales
fishing nets empty
but for light
Judge's Choice
the stillness
of a dragonfly's wings
first frost
Judge's Choice
Cattails, May 2016
muddy jeans
the pasture speckled
with crocuses
duskfall
we trail our fingers
through stars
visiting rights
some silences are louder
than others
on fence posts
the exclamation marks
of raptors
a cold case
our hope lingers
ten winters
gull wings
fold the horizon
into sails
will you still meet me
on the farthest shore
the pasture speckled
with crocuses
duskfall
we trail our fingers
through stars
visiting rights
some silences are louder
than others
on fence posts
the exclamation marks
of raptors
a cold case
our hope lingers
ten winters
gull wings
fold the horizon
into sails
will you still meet me
on the farthest shore
Chuffed Buff Books, Kigo: Seasonal Words, Issue 2, Summer 2014
wildflowers
beside the dock . . .
diving bees
moths circling
the porch light . . .
dust storm
dancing
under the stars . . .
fruit bats
a white peony
in the black pond . . .
wilted moon
at sunrise
how the golden light
becomes you
strewing sparks
from your electric hair
the scent
of cottonwood
w a f t i n g
I still feel your breath
lifting tendrils of my hair
beside the dock . . .
diving bees
moths circling
the porch light . . .
dust storm
dancing
under the stars . . .
fruit bats
a white peony
in the black pond . . .
wilted moon
at sunrise
how the golden light
becomes you
strewing sparks
from your electric hair
the scent
of cottonwood
w a f t i n g
I still feel your breath
lifting tendrils of my hair
A Hundred Gourds, Issue 5:2, March 2016
my chest
fills with dried leaves
that rustle
each time I try
to say your name
a carpet
of floating cranberries
these jewels
in the bog's ruby crown
riches enough for me
such brightness
beyond this wooded path
the clarion notes
of indigo buntings
singing down the sky
fills with dried leaves
that rustle
each time I try
to say your name
a carpet
of floating cranberries
these jewels
in the bog's ruby crown
riches enough for me
such brightness
beyond this wooded path
the clarion notes
of indigo buntings
singing down the sky
Bottle Rockets, Vol. 17, Number 2 (or #34), February 2016
a tree frog
on the old van's gear shift
endless rain
first snowfall
the sweet nothings
that never melted
on your tongue
stacked in one room
of the abandoned house
unmatched chairs
we invent a new ending
to our own story
on the old van's gear shift
endless rain
first snowfall
the sweet nothings
that never melted
on your tongue
stacked in one room
of the abandoned house
unmatched chairs
we invent a new ending
to our own story
Blithe Spirit, Vol. 26, Number 2, May 2016
meadowlarks
grace notes that follow
me home
calico dress
wisps of clouds ruffle
water and sky
country fair
the neon buzz
of moths
Note:
This issue also contains my article and selections for the Museum of Haiku Literature Award.
grace notes that follow
me home
calico dress
wisps of clouds ruffle
water and sky
country fair
the neon buzz
of moths
Note:
This issue also contains my article and selections for the Museum of Haiku Literature Award.
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