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Spring 2009, vol 7 no 1
 

HAIKU

 

Literary society

 
 

exile's sunset —
over darkening waters,
a bridge of light
 
   
  through the winter woods
almost seen . . .
the neighboring country
   
winter evening —
a beggar's corpse
is carted away
 
   
  gang turf
a length of sidewalk the length of the sky
   
a quarrel rumbles
through the railroad yard —
summer night
 
   
  first light —
money spiders
tweaking the sky
   
morning delivery
the width of my
peripheral vision
 
   
  in the doorway
wrapped in yesterday's newspaper
the beggar
   
a wholesome smile
the hindu deity
bathed in milk
 
   
  ascending
the spring mountain
ants dogs and men
   
apple harvest
the truck fills up
with hands
 
   
  a different spring
than villagers see?
a temple pilgrim
   
roadside stand
cornhuskers talk
with their hands
 
   
  school day morning
children drag their feet
through cherry petals
   
runaway
between labor pains
distant rain
 
   
  in the middle
of the widow's lawn
weeping cherry
   
tiny sour oranges —
a kabuki actor with bleached hair
             talks about tradition
 
   
  on the floor
actors and masks —
on the table a rose
   
roadside leaves
at the bottom of the pile
the queen of hearts
 
   
  lost in fog
guiding the driver
behind me
   
cicadas —
my neighbor asks
about his saw
 
   
  hint of autumn —
I rewind
a Kurosawa film
   
even inside,
this autumn rain . . .
Chopin
 
   
  Thanksgiving dinner —
we pretend not to hear
the fire engines
   
fortunately I am not
a houseplant in my
daughter's room
 
   
  countless stars —
my daughter paints herself
alone
   
in swine barn pens
kids sleeping with their hogs —
we whisper
 
   
  acorns falling
even at this hour
someone knocks
   
one by one
everyone has left . . .
autumn wind
 
   
  winter storm —
heating the chicken soup
for a second time
   
first snow —
the feet of the begging monk
all red
 
   
  Meteor shower—
warmed by whiskey
we pass the night.
   
so
many
frogs
in
one
pond
croaking
 
   
  chaise lounging —
Nabokov's Butterflies
edgy in dry heat
   
among the cactus
gypsy children
selling necklaces
 
   
  at sunset
lone in the garden
sweet williams
   
with the confidence
of catwalk models
hyacinths
 
   

 


Credits

exile's sunset — (Carla Sari, 3:2) through the winter woods (Emiko Miyashita, 3:3)
winter evening — (Gautam Nadkarni, 5:4) gang turf (E. Markowski, 1:6)
a quarrel rumbles (L. Teresa Church, 6:4) first light — (Ian Daw, 3:3)
morning delivery (E. Markowski, 1:6) in the doorway (R. de Gruttola, 1:6)
a wholesome smile (Tiong Chunghoo, 2:1) ascending (Vishnu Narayanan, 5:2)
apple harvest (Bob Lucky, 5:2) a different spring (Steve McCarty, 2:6)
roadside stand (Chad Lee Robinson, 2:6) school day morning (Garry Eaton, 5:3)
runaway (E. Berry. 1:6) in the middle (Roberta Beary, 5:4)
tiny sour oranges — (Fay Aoyagi, 2:6) on the floor (Borivoj Bukva, 2:2)
roadside leaves (Mathew V. Spano, 6:2) lost in fog (Clive Oseman, 3:3)
cicadas — (Bob Lucky, 5:2) hint of autumn — (Fay Aoyagi, 4:1)
even inside, (Chris Eichenberger, 4:4) Thanksgiving dinner — (Tyrone McDonald, 6:3)
fortunately I am not (Jeanine Hoedemakers, 2:2) countless stars — (Andrew Riutta, 3:4)
in swine barn pens (Glen Keener, 2:2) acorns falling (Jared Carter, 6:4)
one by one (Issa [D. Lanoue, trans., 6:3]) winter storm — (Adelaide B. Shaw, 6:1)
first snow — (Gabi Greve, 4:1) Meteor shower— (Michael Garofalo, 2:3)
so (Ed Baker, 3:4) chaise lounging — (Nita Countryman, 3:1)
among the cactus (R. de Gruttola, 1:6) at sunset (Jack Galmitz, 2:4)
with the confidence (Fay Aoyagi, 2:6)  

 

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