This part of my blog includes poems and places in which my work has been published in 2016. To make this readable, the newest poems are at the TOP of this page(in reverse chronological order).
Full of Moonlight,
Haiku Society of America (HSA) Members’ Anthology 2016
middle of the night …
a train whistle
sings the blues
~ First published in Failed Haiku, A Journal of English Senryu, April 2016
Moonbathing
Issue 15 Fall/Winter 2016
Edited by Pamela J. Babusci
a flash of gold
at the pond’s edge
. . . just like that
you disappeared
without a word
Several poems were published in CATTAILS, September 2016 (the issue was actually published in December 2016)
Two senryu:
1.
long yawns …
breathing in
his boredom
2.
zafu zabuton zazen zzzzz
Two haiku:
1.
first blossoms –
I tell myself this year
will be different
2.
daybreak …
the birds wake us
song by song
One tanka:
long ago I heard
the sound of wuthering wind
blowing through the night –
a bleakness so forlorn,
a loneliness bereft of words
And one piece of Tankart:
~ Tanka by Mary Kendall ~ Photo ~ public domain
Published in Ripples in the Sand, the 2016 Members Anthology of the Tanka Society of America (TSA). Edited by Susan Constable and Jenny Ward Angyal
Published in Gnarled Oak, Issue 10: Dark Water, November 2016:
Published in Under the Basho, 2016
Modern Haiku category:
hospice –
rubbing lotion
into her still hands
.
.
bitten nails . . .
holding the pain
in her hands
.
.
worry beads –
one by one I parse
your silence
.
.
nightshade –
the smoothness
of an aubergine
.
.
lonely night –
even the moon
looks around
.
.
darkening forest –
a wood thrush
begins to sing
chance of a lifetime –
my finger in front
of the lens
unable to swallow
childhood memories
rise up
Published in Under the Basho, 2016
One Line haiku category:
lone tricycle blue in the whirlwind of leaves
.
.
burnt butter that morning in Provence
.
.
Published in Under the Basho, 2016
Poets’ Personal Best:
hospice . . .
a glimpse of moonlight
on the bed
First published in The Heron’s Nest, Volume XVIII, Number 2: June 2016
Responsive tanka sequence between David Terelinck (AUS) & Mary Kendall (USA)
[Note: David’s verses are in regular font and mine are in italics.]
When the Light Departs
this alloy
of clouds & winter light –
it’s not what you said
but how you looked
as you said it . . .
still unable
to explain why the world
seems darker now . . .
all the frozen buds
on the camellia bush
days and days
of endless rain that swells
the window sills –
only two weeks left
in her first trimester
a sudden
knowing of what
may never be . . .
the silence of snowdrops
pooling on the lawn
not the way
she expected to wear
all white . . .
the greying of her thoughts
following sedation
winter storm,
a young dove lost
in a sea of mist
. . . my empty arms
grow heavy
she spends the morning
filling freshly turned beds
with crocus bulbs –
what else can a woman
of a certain age do?
when the light
departs, I put down
my paintbrush . . .
this world of colour
between earth and sky
© 2016 David Terelinck & Mary Kendall
Published in Skylark, a Tanka Journal, Volume 4, Issue 2, Winter 2016
In Skylark, a Tanka Journal, Volume 4, Issue 2, Winter 2016
Edited by Claire Everett:
Four senryu were published in Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun and Haiga, Issue 20, November 2016:
Three senryu were published in Failed Haiku, A Journal of English Senryu, Volume 1, Issue 11, November 2016:
This haiga was published in Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, Volume 1, Issue 11, November 2016.
This haiga was published in Prune Juice: A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun and Haiga, Issue 20, November 16.
A haiga of mine was selected as an “Honorable Mention, Mixed Media** Category” in the Jane Reichhold Haiga Contest sponsored by two senryu journals:
Failed Haiku, A Journal of English Senryu Volume 1, Issue 11, edited by Michael Rehling and Prune Juice – A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun and Haiga, Issue 20, November 2016, edited by Steve Hodge
The Judges of the contest were: Kris Kondo, Ron C. Moss, Michele Root-Bernstein
With the sparest of words and imagery, this haiga lays bare the essence of life in the face of death. If the poem skirts the uncertain boundary between haiku and senryu, just as certainly the picture skirts the shadowlands of mortality, its single image illuminating the darkness with a pulsating light. So well integrated are text and image that the associative leap between the two has the power of metaphor: the shaved skull is the incubating egg, never mind the incongruity. Avoiding the maudlin and the sentimental, this haiga speaks simply, honestly, of the beauty to be found in the ordinary, ordinarily hidden from view.
This competition was in honor of the late Jane Reichhold who was such a brilliant poet, teacher, editor and mentor to so many who write haiku, senryu, tanka and other small form poems. I never had the honor of meeting her, but her main book on haiku has been a bible for me and so many others.
**Mixed Media, which can be any combination of traditional and photographic, or computer generated images and text.
Published in Brass Bell, November 2016:
moon flowers –
my son shows me
how they unfurl
Miriam’s Well: Poetry, Land Art, and Beyond, November 1, 2016
who am I
to judge you
without knowing
why you built
your fence?
words grow muted
and hearing diminished –
I begin to tiptoe
along the lonely curve
of inner silence
The last tanka first appeared in Ekphrastic, a Journal of Writing and Art about Art and Writing, 9/2/16
Published in Presence #56, October 2016:
picking ripe figs
before dusk is gone . . .
tittering swifts
a lifetime habit
of picking up a feather
or smooth stone –
this desire to hold on
to all that was
Brass Bell, September 2016: Kitchen Haiku
snow squall …
dancing in the kitchen
to stay warm
Three tanka were published in GUSTS, NO. 24, Contemporary Tanka, Fall/Winter 2016 (Tanka Canada)
.
this shimmer of light
in Chopin’s etudes . . .
a sliver
of silvered dreams
adrift in the night sky
.
.
we stroll along
the ancient walls of York
noticing chinks and hollows –
what looks impervious
can be so vulnerable
.
.
smiles from strangers
amidst the ragged flow
of city streets –
stitching small holes
in the human heart
Two haiku were published in Wild Plum, a haiku journal, 2:2 Fall & Winter 2016:
.
.
crescent moon –
the smile in your eyes
I no longer see
.
.
first hard frost—
even the crow’s raucous cawing
is white
Published in Ribbons (Journal of the Tanka Society of America), Spring/Summer 2016, Volume 12, Number 2 (page 37):
arrowheads
rise to the surface
in a newly plowed field…
old memories
can be unexpected, too
Published in the Tanka Café, Ribbons (Journal of the Tanka Society of America), Spring/Summer 2016, Volume 12, Number 2 (page 24):
I want to sing
the songs of bluebells,
larkspur, lilac and
hawthorn –
breath of first light
In Frameless Sky 4, (Summer 2016), several of my tanka and haiku were set to beautiful photographs of photographer/poet, Irena Iris Szewczyk.
and others were published without photographs:
Moonbathing, a Journal of Women’s Tanka, Issue 14, June 2016
A tanka appeared in Issue 14:
all the blame
in those last words—
burning embers
I want
to smother
A Hundred Gourds 5:3 June 2016
Two tanka were published in the final edition of A Hundred Gourds
1.
you departed
even before you arrived…
that morning long ago
when my womb
grew still
2.
this inner fire
nearly burnt to ash –
come closer,
make that flame
rage wildly again
The Heron’s Nest, Volume XVIII, Number 2: June 2016
A haiku was published:
hospice…
a glimpse of moonlight
on the bed
cattails, collected works of the United Haiku and Tanka Society, May 2016
Two senryu were published:
1.
cemetery nearby –
running a limited special
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garden thief …
squirreling away
my ripe tomatoes
Two Haiga were published:
morning breeze …
the scent of lilac
on my tongue
2.
poet’s walk …
with each step
a new turning
Bamboo Hut, May 2016
1.
unexpected fog…
the grazing horses
disappear
2.
the curve
of moon shadow—
life passes, too
3.
you whisper
he has cancer…
stirring milk into tea
4.
left alone
even a broken bough
will mend
5.
scaling fish my mother a silvered mermaid
6.
last to leave,
the clinic door closes
behind us—
still waiting
for an answer
7.
too many dreams
cloud the sky at times…
pulling laundry
off the line
peg by peg
8.
darkness
deeper than the sound
of water…
a sudden whoosh
of a swooping owl
Brass Bell, May 2016
bell flowers—
silence deep
inside
Skylark 7, Spring 2016
small bluebirds rest
on a shiver of branches—
this unending cold
a study of light
and muted color
The Ekphrastic Journal: writing and art on art and writing, April 21, 2016
My poem, “Sunday Morning” was published. This poem is on my blog.
Direct link to my blog: https://apoetintime.com/2016/04/21/sunday-morning/
GUSTS, NO. 23, Contemporary Tanka, Spring/Summer 2016 (Tanka Canada)
These three tanka appear on my blog in separate postings.
1.
spilling your ashes
in the verdant woodlands
I am startled
by the paleness
of your bones
2.
listening to
the Missa Solemnis,
I try to imagine
Beethoven’s
orphic silence
3.
rubbing
her swollen belly
so gently…
busy traffic
singing a lullaby
Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, edited by Michael Rehling, April 2016
In this issue were two senryu and one haiga of mine:
morning fog—
I pour one more
cup of coffee
audiology exam—
the receptionist speaks
so softly
Train Whistle Haiga (on blog)
middle of the nights—
a train whistle
sings the blues
In the April 2016 issue of Brass Bell, curated by Zee Zahava, This issue was focused on one-line haiku. I’m happy to have had a one-line haiku published in this issue:
sudden fog I forget where I’ve been
Daily Haiga on March 23, 2016
fall’s footprints —
the glint
of silk strands
http://www.dailyhaiga.org/haiga-archives/1805/-fall-s-footrpints-by-mary-kendall-usa
On March 11, 2016, I had a poem published at a favorite online journal of mine: Ekphrastic: Writing and Art on Art and Writing:
http://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic/beauty-in-broken-pieces-by-mary-kendall
The poem is Beauty in Broken Pieces and was originally posted on my blog.
One of my haiku was a runner up in the Golden Triangle Haiku Competition. It, along with 90 others, were posted in the central area of Washington D.C. in flower beds and public places. Unfortunately, the Golden Triangle Haiku group opted not to put a poet’s name with his/her poem. I and many others feel this was wrong since a poet or any writer should get full attribution for a published piece.
This one is mine:
the weeping willow
touches water—
a memory surfaces
Several people photographed the haiku for those of us not lucky enough to be in Washington D.C. during this time. Some photos of my haiku:
I had three photo haiga published in the March issue of Failed Haiku, a Journal of English Senryu, Volume 1, Issue 3, edited by Michael Rehling
I had two senryu published in the March, 2016, issue 18 of Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, edited by Steve Hodge. It’s a real honor to be published in this excellent journal.
Two senryu:
1.
scalp stapled shut—
your laughter as you
try on bright new hats
2.
your tumor growing we worry about the snow
loneliness—
I talk
to the birds
Two tanka and one haiku were published in A Hundred Gourds 5:2 March 2016
page 10:
field mouse…
a stalk of wheat
becomes a feast
page 5:
the bleakness
of dusk speaks to me—
how can an hour
be lonelier
than me?
page 3:
the cat turns away
from snow’s endless flurry—
my mind too
sometimes
a blinding white
In the Tanka Café, RIBBONS: Journal of the American Tanka Society, Winter 2016: Volume 12, Number 1:
our train speeding
from Rome to
Venice …
I imagine picking
dark Morello cherries
In RIBBONS: Journal of the American Tanka Society, Winter 2016: Volume 12, Number 1, my very first tanka sequence was published thanks to editor, David Rice.
Without Light
since his death
your life on hold…
acorn caps
scattered
under trees
your gray ashes
scattered
in the winter woods—
an unexpected gust
our last embrace
baring all
to understand
what lies hidden…
without light
what is shadow?
page 5:
A haiku was published in The Heron’s Nest, page 11: http://www.theheronsnest.com/March2016/haiku-p11.html
winter night—
the curl of woodsmoke
takes flight
Wild Plum – a haiku journal, edited by Gabriel Sawicki. This is volume 2, issue 1. https://wildplumhaiku.wordpress.com
A feature I love is that the new isssue downloads as a pdf file to enjoy now as well as later: https://wildplumhaiku.files.wordpress.com/2016/02/wild-plum-spring-summer-2016.pdf
I have two pieces included in this issue:
The first is a haiku on page 45:
and the second is a photo haiga:
I have a new poem up on Silver Birch Press (January 28, 2016) as part of their “Same Name” Series of Poems. My “same name” person is young Mary Lennox, the main character in A Secret Garden, my favorite book as a little girl.
Link to the original posting:
hedgerow, a journal of small poems, #65, one of my haiga was published:
Hedgerow, a journal of small poems, #61: three haiku were published on January 22, 2016
old nest box…
a flurry of blue birds
before the snow
roasted chestnuts–
how could I forget
your laughter?
my dog leaps
into still night water
to fetch the moon
Here is the link to the journal: https://hedgerowpoems.wordpress.com
I was thrilled to have a Charlotte’s Story: Haiku for Wilbur published by Silver Birch Press as part of their ME, IN FICTION Poetry and Prose Series on January 10, 2016:
Link to publication page:
This is on my blog.
A Poet in Time 