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
- The Language of Loss: Haiku & Tanka Conversations
- Three-Part Harmony: Tanka Verses
- Warp and Weft: Tanka Threads
Thursday, March 24, 2016
Wild Plum, Issue 2:1, Spring & Summer 2016
setting sun
dandelion seedheads
bend the light
skipping stones
the expanding ripples
of our universe
dandelion seedheads
bend the light
skipping stones
the expanding ripples
of our universe
The Heron's Nest, Vol. 18, Number 1, March 2016
bobolinks
perched on thistle heads
the rain-streaked sky
perched on thistle heads
the rain-streaked sky
Spent Blossoms, Tanka Society of America Members' Anthology 2015
camping
in bear country
all night
the large noises
of small creatures
in bear country
all night
the large noises
of small creatures
Ribbons, Volume 12, Number 1, Winter 2016
four crosses
in a roadside ditch
will no one
stop and read the names
of our beloveds
in a roadside ditch
will no one
stop and read the names
of our beloveds
Red Lights, Vol. 12, Number 1, January 2016
the chatter
of elderly trees
in wind gusts
bony branches scrape
the lowering sky
a kettle
of migrating hawks
riding thermals
through the boiling sky
we drink it all in
sunset's soft blush
through black lace leaves
why did I reveal
so much more of myself
than I had intended
of elderly trees
in wind gusts
bony branches scrape
the lowering sky
a kettle
of migrating hawks
riding thermals
through the boiling sky
we drink it all in
sunset's soft blush
through black lace leaves
why did I reveal
so much more of myself
than I had intended
Presence, Number 54, February 2016
from sand nests
loggerhead turtles
make their way
summoned by the sea
we wash our feet in stars
loggerhead turtles
make their way
summoned by the sea
we wash our feet in stars
One Man's Maple Moon: 66 Selected English-Chinese Bilingual Tanka, Volume 2, 2016
Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
crossing over
the bridge of sighs
I felt you
folding into me
folding into prayer
Gusts 19, Spring/Summer 2014
crossing over
the bridge of sighs
I felt you
folding into me
folding into prayer
Gusts 19, Spring/Summer 2014
NeverEnding Story, February 2016
Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
wishing seeds
cartwheel through warm air
how quiet
this fleeting moment
this belief in miracles
2nd Honourable Mention
2015 UHTS Fleeting Words Tanka Contest
wishing seeds
cartwheel through warm air
how quiet
this fleeting moment
this belief in miracles
2nd Honourable Mention
2015 UHTS Fleeting Words Tanka Contest
NeverEnding Story, March 2016
Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
rusted gate
old lilacs blooming
for no one
Selected Haiku
7th Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum Haiku Contest 2015
Chen-ou's comments:
The contrasts (man-made vs natural, inanimate vs animate, rusted vs blooming, ...) between the two parts of the poem open up an interpretative space for the reader's imagination.
rusted gate
old lilacs blooming
for no one
Selected Haiku
7th Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum Haiku Contest 2015
Chen-ou's comments:
The contrasts (man-made vs natural, inanimate vs animate, rusted vs blooming, ...) between the two parts of the poem open up an interpretative space for the reader's imagination.
Failed Haiku - A Journal of English Senryu, Issue 3, March 2016
birch bark canoe . . .
pasted in a scrapbook
strips of her life
shore lunch
the summer taste
of rainbows
snapdragons
we pop corn over
the campfire
pasted in a scrapbook
strips of her life
shore lunch
the summer taste
of rainbows
snapdragons
we pop corn over
the campfire
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Haiku Canada Review, Vol. 10, Number 1, February 2016
ice jams at breakup there is nothing more to say
lilac buds
no one notices
the bruises
lilac buds
no one notices
the bruises
Butterfly Dream: 66 Selected English-Chinese Bilingual Haiku, Vol. 2, 2016
Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
on the tundra
caging a winter sky
caribou bones
Third Place
2014 Hortensia Anderson Awards
on the tundra
caging a winter sky
caribou bones
Third Place
2014 Hortensia Anderson Awards
Brass Bell, March 2016
old books the oddments of my past lives
day moon
(dis)appearing
sister's thin face
first chemo
a yellow leaf caught
in her hair
day moon
(dis)appearing
sister's thin face
first chemo
a yellow leaf caught
in her hair
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