2018 Published Poems

 

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This part of my blog includes poems and places in which my work has been published. To make this readable, the newest poems are at the TOP of this page. In some cases there will be a link to a blog page if the poem is already on my blog. If not, then I will post the poem in this section. Your comments are always welcome. I love hearing responses from readers. It’s wonderful knowing people read my work and I enjoy learning about what a poem means to them.

 

(in reverse chronological order) 

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Presence, Issue #62, 2018

 

1.

 

dreams lost in dreams wild poppies

 

 

2.

 

deep in winter
abandoned nests
and forgotten songs

 

3.

 

waking from a dream
the night winds
unsettle the moon

 

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Presence Issue #62, 2018

 

 

scraping ice ferns
off the windows
of our old jalopy –
such fragile beauty
soon pushed aside

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Tanka Society of America 2018 Members’ Anthology:
Of Love and War and the Life In Between

 

 

almost toothless
the old dog sleeps
by the fire . . .
the peace of knowing
you are there

 

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Skylark, Tanka Journal 12,
Winter 2018 (6:2)

 

 

 

black feathers
scattered
under a bush—
the unspoken truth
gone forever

 

 ~

 

 

in an old book
a letter, ‘address unknown’
a million miles away
a new star is born,
another dies

 

 

 

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Moonbathing, A Journal of Women’s Tanka,
Issue 19, Fall/Winter 2018

 

indigo ink
on vellum paper—
all those dreams
of making a different life
for myself

 

 

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Blithe Spirit, Journal of the British Haiku Society,
Volume 28 Number 4, 2018, November 2018

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picking stars apart one by one long winter nights

 

 

summer mirage—
what childhood
might have been

 

winter woodland
bereft of birdsong 
     with your passing 
even clear days
are shadowed

 

together so long
we seem to finish
one another’s  sentences,
fluent in the pauses
of each other’s mind

 

loneliness
comes and goes,
dancing around
my mind
with two left feet

 

 

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ephemerae,
an international of haikai, tanka & beyond
Volume 1, C: November 2018

 

how many times
can a stone skip
before sinking . . .
deep in my breast
a small lump appears

 

no second guessing a kingfisher’s straight dive

 

 

leaves turning –
an old friendship
ends

 

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Eucalypt: A Tanka Journal,
Issue 25, 2018

 

he believed

himself omnipotent…

the innocence

of so many children

dissolved in a moment

 

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Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun and Haiga,
Issue 26 – November 2018

 

Four Senryu:

 

reproach –
finding a way back
from heated words

 

~

 

overanalyzing–
the smell of wood smoke
on the wind

 

~

 

 

winter walk
learning to negotiate
what can’t be seen

 

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the house
where I was born
weeds & more weeds

 

 

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Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun and Haiga,
Issue 26 – November 2018

 

 

Photograph by Mary Kendall,
Blackwood Farm,
Hillsborough, North Carolina

 

 

photography by Mary Kendall
Highgate Cemetery, London

 

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Ribbons, the Journal of the Tanka Society of America
Fall 2018: Volume 14, Number 3 

 

the long scar
down your chest
almost healed –
so hard to forget 
you almost disappeared

 

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Eucalypt, Spring issue 2018:

 

how it begins
this love of beauty . . .
a little girl touches
each colored heart
on grandma’s quilt

 

 

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Acorn: A Journal of Contemporary Haiku (issue 41), October 2018:

 

 

frayed feathers
beneath the dogwood tree

silence

 

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Haiku Canada Review, October 2018

 

 

hospice window

cherry blossoms

fade and fall

 

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cattails, October 2018 Issue ~ The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society

 

one haiku and one tanka:

 

black swan
the beauty
in difference

 

told not to tell
or be a bother
a child soon finds
a world of her own
silence

 

 

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GUSTS No. 28, Contemporary Tanka
(fall/winter 2018)

(three separate tanka)

 

1.

pounding rains
and the peonies are lost –
why didn’t I see
your pallor, your reticence
that last day

 

2.

a turning from pale gold
to dusky violet
our last embrace
so certain
so final

 

3.

rain patter
on windows –
just when it seems
the darkness is over
it all begins again

 

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2018 Haiku Society of America Members’ Anthology:

 

spent blossoms—
the remission, too,
was unexpected

 

(Vancouver Cherry Blossom Invitation 2017,

USA Sakura Awards, Honorable Mention)

 

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Published in Kokako 29, 2018,
a journal of the Poetry Society of New Zealand:

 

 

where the house
once stood
only cherry blossoms

 

 

billowing fog
the burden of keeping
your secret

 

 

rosé bottle
the forgiving vagueness
of frosted glass
the morning
after

 

 

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Published in Kokako 29, 2018, a journal of the Poetry Society of New Zealand:

 

 

 Changing Notes

A Responsive Tanka Sequence

by

Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy (UK) and Mary Kendall (USA)

 

 

glass bangles
tinkling with laughter
rice grains
strewn on the newlyweds
seeding a new dream

(SK)

 

such longing
month after month
turning to years
suddenly the emptiness
disappears

(MK)

 

the curve of his hand
cups the moon
quickening
the one butterfly
aflutter in my belly

(SK)

 

watching
the fragile pulse
of his fontanelle
and those half smiles
in his milky dreams

(MK)

 

rocking horse
hither and thither
the long curls
of sun-kissed memories
braided into birdsong

 (SK)

 

one day his son will chatter
in a different tongue
raven locks
eased into smoothness
. . . a new chosen land

(MK)

 

 

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Blithe Spirit, the Journal of the British Haiku Society, August 2018

 

 

one frame at a time

A Tanka Sequence

by Mary Kendall (USA) and Iliyana Stoyanova (UK)

 

 

camera in hand
you tame the world
click by click …
living your life
one frame at a time

(MK)

 

the old album
asleep in dust
for all these years
the last two pages
stuck together

(IS)

 

so alike
everyone said
we could be twins
but then one day
a letter arrived

(MK)

 

through the open windows
spring wind…
by the ballerina box
my old ribbons tangled
like childhood memories 

(IS)

 

in my hands now
a forty-year-old picture
of an unknown aunt
a tiny birthmark
same as my own

(MK)

 

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Ephemerae
July Issue, 2018

 

all morning long
the praying mantis
clings to a window screen—
my fingers less nimble
with each passing year

 

 

how softly
the light shifts
from day to dusk,
the familiar comfort
of my hand in yours

 

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Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, Issue 25, July 2018

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wild apple—
one bite is all
it took

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inertia—
a thin coat of dust
on his burial urn

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cloud cover—
darkness brewing
in daddy’s words

 

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Presence Issue 61 (2018)

 

a shadow blocks the light   unwanted touch

 

 

washed up –
this broken shell
once sang the sea

far above
old cotton fields –
migrating swans

thin curls of wood
fly away
from the lathe –
his memory slips
away bit by bit

 

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failed haiku: A Journal of English Senryu Volume 3, Issue 32:

 

chopping carrots –
with each decisive cut
I think of you

 

 

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Gene Murtha Senryu Contest 2018

Honorable Mention:

 

 

worry beads –

one by one I parse

your silence

 

 

Originally published in Under the Basho:  December 2016

 

 

 

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Redlights, June 2018

 

 

a newborn fawn

hidden in tall grasses,

with breath so soft

not even a dandelion

stirs

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Redlights, June 2018

 

when you were six

I longed to keep you

that age forever 

      once upon a time                                       

      I knew you so well

 

 

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Ribbons, Spring/Summer issue 2018

 

the squeak

of the old swing . . .

only four when carefully taught

to keep that secret

to myself

 

 

 

Tanka Café, Ribbons, Spring/Summer issue 2018:

 

the little girl’s doll

marred by lipstick

scrawled on her face

. . . maybe this time 

mother will notice

 

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Failed Haiku (July 2018) Haiga edition:

 

 

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Modern Haiku, Volume 49.2, Summer 2018

 

a wooden cross

hangs askew

… winter light

 

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Moonbathing, A Journal of Women’s Tanka, Issue 18, Spring/Summer 2018

 

blue-black mussels

torn from harbor rocks

fill the worn rusty pail –

there was no looking back

when I left you

 

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Frogpond 2018 Volume 41 Number 2 (Haiku Society of America)

 

the vastness

of a Condor’s Wings

Grand Canyon

 

 

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The Heron’s Nest, Volume XX, Number 2: June 2018

 

 

snow angel

the sound

of your whisper

 

 

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This tanka appeared in a column edited by Kathabela Wilson:

https://coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-our-precious-children/

 

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Ephemerae, a new journal of hakai, Volume 1A, April 2018

 

 

 

returning again

to the faded notes

scribbled in margins

I search for traces

of who you really were

 

 

reflected

in a bookshop window

sun glinting behind

your image imposed

over mine

 

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Skylark Tanka Journal 6:1, Summer 2018:

Two tanka

 

 

 

 

old walking stick—

once it was

a branch

that stretched

to the sky

 

              . . .

 

 

all those years spent

twisted in shame –

cultivating old world roses

but still ignoring          

the thorns

 

 

 

 

 

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Skylark Tanka Journal 6:1, Summer 2018

 

Angel in Highgate Cemetery, London: photo by CathDupuyPhotos

 

 

 

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Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, Issue, 24, Spring 2018:

two senryu and one kyoka published

 

 

pulling a single

strand of silken thread …

her undoing

 

              …

 

sipping skinny lattés

they march against

world hunger

 

              …

 

a slight limp

on cold and rainy days

how easy it is

to fall out of step

with myself

 

 

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Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, Issue, 24, Spring 2018

 

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Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, Issue, 24, Spring 2018

 

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Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, Issue, 24, Spring 2018

 

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Gusts, no. 27, Contemporary Tanka, spring/summer 2018

 

heart fluttering

and eyes closed tight –

it was as if you knew

the swallows had flown

away again

 

 

shipwreck spoils

wash back and forth

upon the tide –

notes from other lives

left in sea glass shards

 

 

 

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Presence, Issue 90 Spring 2018:

 

 

winter nights—
dreaming of blackbirds
on snow

 

 

the scent
of a baby’s head
day break

 

 

coyote silent tonight wolf moon rising

 

 

 

startled by a woman
who stands too close,
I realize the wall’s a mirror
and I have become
a stranger to myself

 

 

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Acorn, a Journal of Contemporary Haiku, #40, Spring 2018 issue:

 

blueness of dusk –
only the breath of wind
and prayers

 

 

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Published in Ribbons, Winter 2018: Volume 14, Number 1
Tanka Café Winter 2018 ~ weather prompt:

 

I was born
in a winter storm,
a tiny soul
almost lost
in a sea of white

 

 

Published in Ribbons, Winter 2018: Volume 14, Number 1:

 

Wild Strawberries

 

Responsive tanka sequence between

Mary Kendall (USA) & Hazel Hall (AUS)

 

around the turn
we come across a patch
of wild strawberries 
. . . a sudden longing
for something left behind                                                       ​​​​​MK

 

dividing
our harvest carefully   
the taste

of over-ripened fruit
lingers in the mouth                                                                 ​​​​​​HH

 

searching everywhere
for that old blue sweater 
one dropped stitch
and a secret hidden 
in worn woolen strands​​​​​                                                           MK

 

unraveling
our future fears
. . . two sparrows
perched on the scarecrow
pull father’s scarf apart ​​​​​                                                         HH

 

somewhere in silence
lies an answer . . .
each spring the task 
of double digging soil
before planting   ​​​​​​​                                                                     MK

 

wheel turning
I throw a new pot . . .
moulding hope
for the future,
a fragile process​​​​​​​                                                                     HH

 

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Cattails, April 2018 edition:

 

haiku:

 

first greening—
with each spring
thoughts of the last

 

senryu:

 

your scent
on the pillow—
all I have left

 

tanka:

 

seven kittens
licked clean by mother…
so much we take
for granted
in others

 

 

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Blithe Spirit, Volume 28, Number 1, Journal of the British Haiku Society, February Issue 2018

 

Three tanka and one haiku:

 

curtains billowing

in the warm spring air

each strand of lace

intricate, undecipherable

… like you

 

 

 

an early daffodil

frozen in a bed of snow

you left us

long before

we were ready

 

 

 

spooning dumplings

into chicken soup

I imagine my mother –

how I wish we had

another chance

 

 

 

milkweed pods

fading to nothing

as we age

 

 

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Third Place Winner, Golden Triangle Haiku Competition

Spring 2018

 

 

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Wild Voices 2 Anthology

 

wisteria finds

a new path no matter

what is cut away—

if only you realized

there was a choice

 

 

stepping off a boat

and onto Ellis Island,

you changed your name –

writing the first page

of your new life

 

 

a single blossom

on the old gardenia…

looking in the mirror

and seeing

only myself

 

 

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Red Moon Press Anthology for 2017

 

Queen Anne’s Lace —
a childhood spent
in second-hand clothes

Originally published: The Heron’s Nest, Volume XIX, Number 1: March 2017, published as an “Editors’ Choice” poem

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