This part of my blog includes poems and places in which my work has been published in 2017. To make this readable, the newest poems are at the TOP of this page.
(in reverse chronological order)
Red Moon Press Anthology for 2017
Queen Anne’s Lace —
a childhood spent
in second-hand clothes
(First published in The Heron’s Nest, Volume XIX, Number 1: March 2017,
published as an “Editors’ Choice” poem)
hedgerow, a journal of small poems #122, winter 2017-8
new year moon—
looking backward
looking forward
Moonbathing, A Journal of Women’s Tanka,
Issue 17, November 2017
your dark self—
that side
hidden
away like
a new moon
Blithe Spirit, the Journal of the British Haiku Society, November 2017
Queen’s dollhouse—
we examine the tiny rooms
in barely a whisper
pooh sticks drift away
this child
gone too soon
crowning—
the full moon pushes
through fog
his fingerprint
left under a cup
he made
her only way
to hold on
the slow uncurling
of the fiddleheads
one by one
learning to let go
is never easy
Published in Ekphrasis: The British Haiku Society Member’s Anthology, 2017:
the statue of David
stands so tall in the gallery,
I am speechless
in the Italian
I never learned
Ribbons, the Journal of the Tanka Society of America,
Fall 2017: Volume 13, Number 3
still collecting dolls
into her old age
a special name for each –
and one story
she refused to tell
Tanka Café Fall 2017: theme is “paper”
a book propped
by the pillow on my knees,
page after page
I ease into someone
else’s life
Skylark, a Tanka Journal, Volume 5, Issue 2, Winter 2017
A piece of Tankart, A Child’s Grave:
Skylark, a Tanka Journal, Volume 5, Issue 2, Winter 2017
Moral Monday –
arm and arm linked
you choose to step
into the darkness
to find the light
This tanka is dedicated to the courageous people who participated in the “Moral Mondays” in my home state of North Carolina. They risked arrest for gathering at the State Legislature to protest unfair and discriminatory legislation being passed. These protests were non-violent and led by the Reverend William J. Barber.
Skylark, a Tanka Journal, Volume 5, Issue 2, Winter 2017:
A Rengay by Mary Kendall (USA) & Bill Waters (USA),
Day’s End
stillness –
violet fades
to black
the scratch of a match
as I strike it
a flicker
of memory starts
then stops
turn of the tide . . .
how hard it is
to let go
a limb of driftwood
pulled back to sea
fair nights or foul
the lighthouse beam
shining
Two haiku just published in the November 2017 issue of Brass Bell. The theme was “family.”
Published in Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka,
Haibun and Haiga, Issue 23, November 2017
Four senryu:
walking meditation
worries follow
in shadow
cerulean sky –
the wild sea air
tousles my thoughts
barren –
even the word
is devoid of hope
promises not kept—
that umbrella you gave me
blows inside out
Published in Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka,
Haibun and Haiga, Issue 23, November 2017, two haiga:
A one-line haiku published in
Acorn, A Journal of Contemporary Haiku,
#39, Fall 2017
~
winter static the crackle of your silence
Published: cattails: The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society October 2017 Issue
This haiku was selected as an Editor’s Choice (EC):
cattails: The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society
October 2017 Issue:
cattails: The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society
October 2017 Issue:
Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, October 2017

a sad looking halloween pumpkin lantern decoration on black background

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GUSTS, NO. 24, Contemporary Tanka,
Fall/Winter 2017 (Tanka Canada)
past the edge
of darkness, an owl swoops
and grabs a vole
. . . reckoning comes
at lightning speed
the pale twilight
of a hospital room
fading, fading
as you said
your last goodbyes
a fear of dark water
has shadowed me
all these years . . .
ripples on the surface
come and go
Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival
2017 Haiku Invitational Winners
USA
Honourable Mentions
spent blossoms—
the remission, too,
was unexpected
Mary Kendall
Chapel Hill, North Carolina
http://www.vcbf.ca/haiku-invitational/winning-haiku/2017-winning-haiku
Brass Bell
October 2017
Theme: body haiku
in hospice
skin so thin,
breath so slow
arm in arm
we dare the street traffic
snowy day
new knees—
I learn to walk again
no longer afraid
Blithe Spirit, Volume 27, Number 23 (2017)
plum blossoms—
watching you
struggle for so long
I remember how brief
a season is
stopping to study
fritillaries, tulips
and jonquils –
the sudden way
you take my hand
old shoes –
the challenge
of moving on
Brass Bell, September 2017,
Theme: Water
I had two one line haiku and one three line haiku:
her waters broken the beginning of the beginning
what was hidden now emerges water lilies
near the cattails
two white egrets
lost in reflection
Published in Wild Plum, a Haiku Journal
3:2 Fall & Winter 2017
evening drizzle—
unwanted thoughts
trickle in
fallen trees—
our inner lives
ungrounded

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Published in Wild Plum, a Haiku Journal
3:2 Fall & Winter 2017
Presence Summer 2017
faded numbers
tattooed on your arm,
I slip back in silence
Luna moth
this brief life
soon eclipsed
staring skyward
at the meteor shower
I brush away two fireflies –
a sudden glint
of new found love
Published in Frameless Sky 6, Summer 2017
a pile of ripe plums
carefully balanced
in a burnished bowl—
how hard we tried
to make it work
we wander among
the soft blue stars
of Agapanthus –
our lifetime together
so fleeting
Ribbons Spring/Summer 2017: Volume 13, Number 2
a soft rain falls
as you work in the garden …
what I’d give to read
the chapters of your life
you never share
Ribbons Spring/Summer 2017: Volume 13, Number 2
Tanka Café:
Prune Juice : Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga Issue 22: July, 2017
proprioception lost in his own world
beginner’s yoga class…
our first sun salutation
eclipsed by the teacher
OCD
taming laugh lines
on my selfie
Prune Juice : Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga Issue 22: July, 2017
Prune Juice : Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga Issue 22: July, 2017
Prune Juice : Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga Issue 22: July, 2017
Red Lights, Volume 13, No. 2, June 2017
peeling an orange
in one long strand –
trying hard to hold on
to all I remember
of those now gone
a wooden pew
empty and waiting . . .
colored light
from stained glass
cupped in my hands
Modern Haiku
Volume 48:1
Winter-Spring 2017
Eucalypt, A Tanka Journal
Issue 22, 2017
a respite
from this daily worry
that drowns us—
the forgetting
that is sleep
Moonbathing, a Journal of Women’s Tanka
Issue 16, Spring/Summer 2017
all those words
I wish I could forget . . .
the smoothness
of dark pebbles
clutched in my hand
Blithe Spirit, Journal of the British Haiku Society,
Volume 27, No. 2, 2017
autumn morning—
sweeping away all
that drifts inside
washed up
in the sudden flood –
a baby’s shoe
just past sunrise
a single scull
glides down the river. . .
a flash of what it was
to be young
the tight cord slaps
against the flagpole
all night long
I dream of a father
who used few words
Skylark Summer 2017, Volume 5, Issue 1
A responsive tanka sequence with
Mary Kendall (USA) and David Terelinck (AUS)
Between the Lines
the conversation
turned so quickly
that morning in Paris . . .
your disapproval palpable
as you walked away
despite phrasebooks,
maps and interpreters
how often
we still lose our way
to understanding . . .
you sketch
a stranger’s likeness
with such ease –
how I hoped you could learn
to read between the lines
days spent
rehearsing a response –
why do those
who direct my life
now want to write the script
your practised words
sound right, but feel so wrong . . .
sifting through
shattered pots and ashes
left in an empty kiln
dementia steals
my name from her lips –
visiting hours,
relatives complete
the latest jigsaw
piecing together
from rumour and gossip
her final days –
I snake through minutiae
to make some sense
they contest
the unsigned will
. . . promises
we make to each other
but don’t intend to keep
© 2016 Mary Kendall & David Terelinck
Skylark Summer 2017, Volume 5, Issue 1
from slabs
of common clay
delicate cups
that hold the scent
of jasmine tea
whistling wings
of Tundra swans
over the marshes
. . . what is this power
you hold over me
Skylark Summer 2017, Volume 5, Issue 1
a haiga:
Failed Haiku, A Journal of English Senryu, Issue 16, April 2017
Failed Haiku, A Journal of English Senryu, Issue 16, April 2017
sleeplessness…
balancing dreams
and more dreams
traffic jam reversing my indecision
Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun and Haiga
Issue 21, March 2017
slave burial ground
. . . only whispers
and unmarked graves
evening news –
the tragedies of life
our common thread
winter thaw –
finding a way back
from heated words
morning doves
cooing their way
through the garden…
I, too, never saw
the neighbor’s cat
Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun and Haiga
Issue 21, March 2017
Skylark, Summer 2017, Volume 5, Issue 1
A responsive tanka sequence with Mary Kendall (USA) and David Terelinck (AUS)
Between the Lines
the conversation
turned so quickly
that morning in Paris . . .
your disapproval palpable
as you walked away
despite phrasebooks,
maps and interpreters
how often
we still lose our way
to understanding . . .
you sketch
a stranger’s likeness
with such ease –
how I hoped you could learn
to read between the lines
days spent
rehearsing a response –
why do those
who direct my life
now want to write the script
your practised words
sound right, but feel so wrong . . .
sifting through
shattered pots and ashes
left in an empty kiln
dementia steals
my name from her lips –
visiting hours,
relatives complete
the latest jigsaw
piecing together
from rumour and gossip
her final days –
I snake through minutiae
to make some sense
they contest
the unsigned will
. . . promises
we make to each other
but don’t intend to keep
© 2016 Mary Kendall & David Terelinck
Two tanka were also published in Skylark, Summer 2017, Volume 5, Issue 1
from slabs
of common clay
delicate cups
that hold the scent
of jasmine tea
whistling wings
of Tundra swans
over the marshes
. . . what is this power
you hold over me
A haiga, dedicated to poet Joy McCall was also published in Skylark, Summer 2017, Volume 5, Issue 1
Three “edible” haiku were published in brass bell: a haiku journal, April 2017
This month’s theme was Edible Haiku.
tasting a word
as I say it aloud —
gnocchi
the soft velvet
of apricots
against our lips
pierogi day —
pinching loose ends
of dough & memories
Gusts, no. 25, Contemporary Tanka, Spring/Summer 2017
watching clouds
begin to drift
from your soft sable brushes –
you make the sky bluer
than blue, not grey
the shivery silk
of your words
slips around me –
the first line of us
now written
all that time waiting
to hear from you
I ascend the stairway
of a deserted station,
pale Freesias in hand
Ribbons, Winter 2017: Volume 13, Number 1
Journal of the Tanka Society of America
Edited by David Rice
your glazing brush
caresses the curved lip
of the bowl –
remembering
how you once touched me
Wild Plum, a haiku journal, 3:1 Spring & Summer 2017,
Edited by Gabriel Sawicki
unforgettable—
the taste of zinfandel
on your lips
forgiveness
the new year’s moon
lights the way
One haiga in Wild Plum, a haiku journal,
3:1 Spring & Summer 2017
Haiga Editor: Maria Tomczak
Brass Bell, March 2017 Theme: Poems by Women
Curated by Zee Zehava
scent of mock orange—
all the years spent
doubting myself
The Heron’s Nest, Winter 2017 (editors’ choice)
Queen Anne’s lace –
a childhood spent
in second-hand clothes
Blithe Spirit: February 2017
Journal of the British Haiku Society, edited by Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
bitter wind
stage 3 shifts
to stage 4
winter night coyotes speak in frost
deep blue ink
from the fountain pen
you left me
. . . a story adrift
in a river of words
pulling a thread
from the hem
my sweater unravels . . .
dreaming of an aubade
you never wrote for me
someone
whistles an old tune
in the graveyard –
so many faded flowers
tossed in the bin
Wild Voices, An Anthology of Short Poetry & Art by Women
February 2017, edited by Caroline Skanne
foxglove—
danger hidden
in such beauty
the softness
of a raspberry
on my tongue…
I remember our long
first kiss
a softness of spring
flecked with apple blossoms ~
the morning you died
darkness swept in
lost and wild
wild honeysuckle
heady and sweet—
your hold
on me
just as strong
Redlights, Winter 2017
Edited by Marilyn Hazelton
Orion stands watch
on winter nights …
for so long I tried
to find my way
in darkness
fragrance
of old books
. . . all the memories
I wish could be
rewritten
Brass Bell: January 2017
Theme: Things That Make you Happy
Curated by Zee Zehava
snowbound —
a brand new novel
page one
first snow —
a cheeky chickadee
breaks the peace