The Heron’s Nest, Volume XXI, Number 3: September 2019
dementia
the soft clay begins
to harden
The Heron’s Nest, Volume XXI, Number 3: September 2019
dementia
the soft clay begins
to harden
Three tanka were published in the last issue of
Gusts, Contemporary Tanka No. 30, Fall/Winter 2019
as Geminids flit by
in the inky darkness
I pull your jacket tight
around myself
. . . all I have left
∼ ∼ ∼
ripeness
bears its own burden . . .
fragrant peaches
dangle low
bruises a breath away
∼ ∼ ∼
in old growth grass
a newborn fawn
wobbles on spindly legs –
a sure reminder
how brief a season is
KOKAKO 31 , 2019, a journal of the New Zealand Poetry Society

first apricots
the baby’s soft breath
in my ear
~
moonflower
night after night
that same dream
~
barely a whisper
between daylight
and nightfall
when shadows
hide in darkness
2019 Haiku Society of America Members’ Anthology (A Moment’s Longing):
chasing the night—
a falling blossom
graces my tea

Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga
Issue #28, July 2019
powerless
neighbors mingle
after the storm
~
our gods
stand between us
total eclipse
Two senryu and one haiga are in the July issue of Failed Haiku.
Failed Haiku, A Journal of English Senryu
Volume 4, Issue 43
July 2019
abandoned nest
four blue eggs
but no answers
~
vagrant fog
a distant train
slows the night

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Over the past few months, a lot of my work has been published, but I’ve been negligent in getting them posted. Breaking from my usual tradition of a separate post for each journal, I’m going to post all of them here in a single posting. Separate poems and journals are both divided by ***.

Redlights, Volume 15, No. 2, June 2019
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a day will come
when we are the faces
in old picture albums
and no one left
to give us names
***
babcia’s borscht recipe
in faded black ink—
can you smell the beets
bubble and hear her
hum along

Ribbons Spring/Summer 2019: Volume 15, No. 2
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PET scan . . .
all the dogs & cats
I ever knew & loved
romp in the tunnel
where I lie in stillness
***
Ribbons Spring/Summer 2019: Volume 15, No. 2
Tanka Café: Theme: What Matters [to You]
they say time
moves faster as we age
yet here I am
stealing an hour
to listen to the birds
***
cattails: The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society, April 2019 Issue
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late winter
the garden’s breath
shifts once more
***
one crow
and a clutch of chickadees
at the birdfeeder —
that simple need
to fit in someplace
***

Frogpond 42.2 * 2019
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graveside—
white blossoms
lighten the darkness
***

Blithe Spirit 29.2, 2019
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evening meditation
fireflies flit here
& there
& there
***
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sacred sites
finding myself praying
in another language
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***
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the soft rustle
of quivering aspen leaves
over and over
I replay the words
I might have said
.
***
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a feeling of you
standing behind me …
when I turn around,
only shadow
only silence
.
***

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Moonbathing 20 Spring/Summer 2019
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sea glass
a distant story
told in waves
I long
to read
.
***
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The Heron’s Nest, Volume XXI, Number 2: June 2019
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a single brass button—
I try to remember
his voice
***
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Eucalypt Issue 26, 2019
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without warning
a leaf rises in the wind
then tumbles—
our need for forgiveness
so unexpected, too
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(Eucalypt, The Distinctive Scribblings Awards)
***
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Gusts, Contemporary Tanka No. 29, Spring/Summer 2019
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faint notes
of a harpsichord
playing Bach –
why is it you always wait
for one wrong note
***
you pour a second cup
of pale moon tea
in a teashop in Prague
. . . I wonder what story
the leaves might tell
***
walking alone
past the tide’s own
push and pull –
I turn to see my footprints
wash away
***

Kokako 30, 2019
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abbey ruins
voices of evensong
nowhere everywhere
***
old burying ground
so many grave markers
buried too
***
in the coffee shop
a glimpse of someone
who looks just like you—
I quickly check my face
in a mirror
***
dark storm clouds
dissolve in sunlight
and shift again—
your changing moods
just as quick
***

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Dear Readers:
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I have been blogging on A Poet in Time for five years this month. I began in 2014, and five years have flown by. While my original concept was to complete and post a poem weekly, I veered off into the magical word of Japanese short form poetry in English. For the past few years, this blog has really become a way to share haiku, senryu and tanka that I have published. At the top of the menu, I’ve separated published poems by years. For those who only know my tanka or haiku, I invite you to go back to 2014-5 and explore my longer poetry.
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I haven’t decided how much longer I will keep this blog. I have a lot of subscribers, but not many comments are left, so there is no way to know if anyone is reading things that are posted. Time will tell. I always welcome comments and observations from poets and non-poets alike.
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For those who are subscribed and who read this blog, my deepest thanks go to each of you. It means a great deal to have readers who return again and again.
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Wishing you all a beautiful day. May peace and kindness rule over this world.
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Mary
July 2019
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The North Carolina Haiku Society hosts an all-day meeting on the last Saturday of each April. This year marked the 40th year of these days called “Haiku Holiday.” Each of the past 40 years has been hosted by one wonderful poet and woman, Jean Earnhardt

on Bolin Brook Farm, an old farmstead that has been in her family for 12 generations. Can you imagine opening up your home and garden annually to a large group of poets? Jean does so graciously and with a welcoming, inclusive attitude. Thank you, Jean!
“In honor of the 40th anniversary of Haiku Holiday, we read 40 haiku by current and past members of the North Carolina Haiku Society. Crystal Simone-Smith selected the poems and published them as a broadside.” (Dave Russo, the NCHS website Editor)
The Broadside is so beautiful, and it’s an honor to be part of this. My two haiku are listed below. My thanks to Crystal for selecting this to be included.
Haiku Holiday, NCHS, 2019
40 Years, 40 Haiku: A Broadside
Both haiku by Mary Kendall (c) 2019
As Memorial Day approaches, thoughts of all who have sacrificed for our country come to mind. There have been so many wars, so many skirmishes, so many of our service people posted to regions far away from their homeland. The work they do in times of war or in conflict is something that requires a level of courage I don’t have. Yet we can all pay them our deepest respects and honor those who have died as well as those who came home. They have made this country what it is.
This haiku was published in Frogpond 42.1, Winter 2019 (Haiku Society of North America)

Two haiku and one tanka in Blithe Spirit 29.1, 2019
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ground fog
even birdsong
is invisible
*
wood’s edge –
that inescapable pull
of darkness
*
starlight on
winter branches—
those nagging thoughts
that seem to come
from nowhere
All poems by Mary Kendall

Red Lights, Volume 15, No. 1, January 2019:

Both tanka by Mary Kendall
Modern Haiku, Volume 50.1, Winter-Spring 2019
that look . . .
a skim coat of ice
in the bird bath

Frozen Birdbath with Frozen Ripples (c) Terry Gray

Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga,
Issue 27, March 2019
Edited by Brent Goodman

My deepest thanks to Kate MacQueen for writing this rengay with me. It was a wonderful and illuminating experience to write with Kate. Kate’s verses are #2, 4, 6 (italicized) and mine are #1, 3, 5.
This rengay was published in Vines #3, part of the publication hedgerow edited by Caroline Skanne.

Note: for readers not acquainted with rengay, here is a definition from “Graceguts” by Michael Dylan Welch:
“Garry Gay invented a renga alternative in the summer of 1992: the “rengay.”
“The rengay is a collaborative six-verse linked thematic poem written by two or three poets using alternating three-line and two-line haiku or haiku-like stanzas in a regular pattern. The pattern for two people is A-3, B-2, A-3, B-3, A-2, B-3, with the letters representing the poets, and the numbers indicating the number of lines in each given verse.”
Three haiku were also published in Presence, Issue #62, 2018:
1.
dreams lost in dreams wild poppies

Field of Poppies, Photographer Unknown
2.

“Snow” by gookingsword (Pixabay)
deep in winter
abandoned nests
and forgotten songs
3.
waking from a dream
the night winds
unsettle the moon

Photo by Kenrick Mills on Unsplash
Presence Issue #62, 2018
scraping ice ferns
off the windows
of our old jalopy –
such fragile beauty
soon pushed aside

Photo by eddy on ‘Unsplash’
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

This poem is dedicated to all beloved, faithful dogs for the pure joy they bring.
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
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

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

Milky Way by Felix Mittermeier
2.

Photo by Pezibear (Pixabay)
Blithe Spirit, Journal of the British Haiku Society,
Volume 28 Number 4, November 2018
Three tanka were published in Blithe Spirit this past November:
Snow Landscape by Hans Braxmeier
winter woodland
bereft of birdsong
with your passing
even clear days
are shadowed
Photo by Frantisek Krejci
together so long
we seem to finish
one another’s sentences,
fluent in the pauses
of each other’s mind
Universe by Gerd Altmann
loneliness
comes and goes,
dancing around
my mind
with two left feet
Part 2:
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
~
the house
where I was born
weeds & more weeds

Photograph by Marina Shemesh
Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun and Haiga,
Issue 26 – November 2018
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photography by Mary Kendall
Highgate Cemetery, London

Photograph by Mary Kendall,
Blackwood Farm, Hillsborough, North Carolina
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My deepest thanks to Steve Hodge, editor. This was his last issue as editor of Prune Juice. It has been a joy and a wonderful learning experience working with Steve as an editor.

Cover art by Chase Gagnon (c) 2018
Here is the link to the full issue of this amazing journal. It includes the amazing prize winners of the Jane Reichhold Memorial Haiga Competition for 2018 (edited by Steve Hodge and Michael Rehling), pdf: pj-26-rev
website: https://prunejuice.wordpress.com
This tanka is dedicated it to all who have dealt with the trauma
of childhood sexual abuse.
he believed
himself omnipotent…
the innocence
of so many children
dissolved in a moment

Photograph by Circe Denyer
Eucalypt: A Tanka Journal,
Issue 25, 2018
It’s a great honor to have had this tanka published in Eucalypt. My thanks to editor, Julie Anne Thorndyke for selecting this particular poem.
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1.
how many times
can a stone skip
before sinking . . .
deep in my breast
a small lump appears

Unsplash by Linus Nylund
2.
no second guessing a kingfisher’s straight dive

Kingfisher and Irises by-Ohara Koson, The Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam, Holland.
3.
leaves turning –
an old friendship
ends

Golden Tree by Mary Kendall
ephemerae,
an international of haikai, tanka & beyond
Volume 1, C: November 2018
My thanks to Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy for publishing two of my haiku and one tanka in the November issue of ephemerae.
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
Ribbons, the Journal of the Tanka Society of America
Fall 2018: Volume 14, Number 3

My first time in this journal.
Haiku Canada Review, October 2018
hospice window
cherry blossoms
fade and fall

Acorn: A Journal of Contemporary Haiku (issue 41), October 2018:
frayed feathers
beneath the dogwood tree
silence

Well, somehow I missed this, a tanka published in Eucalypt, one of the finest tanka journals out there. Eucalypt is published in Australia, the home of a great number of brilliant tanka poets. It’s always a great feeling having a poem published in this journal.
My thanks to Julie Thorndike, the editor.
Eucalypt, Spring issue 2018:
how it begins
this love of beauty . . .
a little girl touches
each coloured heart
on grandma’s quilt

“Stacked Hearts” by Planted Seed Designs
One tanka published in:
cattails, October 2018 Issue
The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society
told not to tell
or be a bother
a child soon finds
a world of her own
silence

In that silence, poems are born.
I urge all of you to read the full issue of cattails, which you can download as a pdf here: http://cattailsjournal.com/currentissue.html
cattails, October 2018 Issue
The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society
black swan
the beauty
in difference

Credit:Bournemouth News / Rex Features
I urge all of you to read the full issue of cattails, which you can download as a pdf here: http://cattailsjournal.com/currentissue.html
Three tanka published in one my very favorite journals.
GUSTS No. 28, Contemporary Tanka
(fall/winter 2018)
pounding rains
& the peonies are lost –
how did I miss
your pallor, your reticence
that last day?
turning from pale gold
to dusky violet
our last embrace
so certain
so final
rain patter
on windows –
just when it seems
the darkness is over
it all begins again

My thanks to my friend, poet and editor, Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy for writing this tanka sequence, “Changing Notes,” with me. It was published in Kokako 29, 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)
Two haiku and one tanka in Kokako 29, 2018, a journal of the New Zealand Poetry Society:
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

no attribution for this lovely picture I found online

Photo: aperture art blur/Pixabay
My thanks to my friend and fellow poet, Iliyana Stoyanova
for writing this tanka sequence with me.
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)

Photo from Freeimages.com
Ephemerae,
July Issue 2018
how softly
the light shifts
from day to dusk,
the familiar comfort
of my hand in yours
all morning long
the praying mantis
clings to a window screen—
my fingers less nimble
with each passing year

Praying Mantis and the Moon by Watanabe Seitei
Three senryu and one haiga appeared in Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, Issue 25, July 2018.
wild apple–
one bite is all
it took
inertia–
a thin coat of dust
on his burial urn
cloud cover–
darkness brewing
in daddy’s words

My thanks to editor, Steve Hodge.

Cover Art: Happy Monk by Jerry Dreesen

My blog is now four years and two months old. A long time actually, but a short time in my lifespan of seventy-one years. The past four years of writing poetry have been some of the most happy and satisfying times of my life. I’ve become an active part in a small community of writers–people like me who, for all kinds of reasons–simply find expression in verse to be an important part of who they are.
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I named this blog, “A Poet in Time” because I realized I was just another small cog in the wheel that is written expression and that is humanity. We exist for a brief time on this world, and each of our lives is unique. Every one of us is completely different from all others that have lived or will live. There is such magic in that idea.
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After blogging here for fifty months, I wonder how this blog will evolve. It began as a way for me to push myself into writing something each week. It then became a venue to share poems that were published. I continued to write free verse poetry, but the past two years have seen a switch to the writing of Japanese short-form poems such as haiku, senryu and tanka. I’ve also fallen in love with creating haiga and tankart, both of which have pushed me into working with visual images and linking them with poems, letting picture and words complete one another in a unique way.
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The poetry community in the Japanese short-form poems world is a welcoming one. I’ve made friends with and received incredible guidance and mentoring from other writers. Some of those friends I have never met since they live on the other side of the world. Others I have met here in the states and in the UK. I consider all of these friendships to be a blessing and a gift. People make such connections and on occasion these become collaborators in writing. I love writing with other poets. Collaborative or responsive writing is an exercise in trust and openness. Two minds create one piece. Two poets enter into it, not knowing what the end product will be, but the process is the best part (for me, at least). Giving and sharing ideas–taking someone’s verse and linking to it and writing a response that works with the whole thing–well, it’s an experience that is unlike other writing experiences, even regular poetry workshops.
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I was invited to give a talk on Collaborative Writing in April, 2018 at “Haiku Holiday,” a full day devoted to haiku related writing. This is an annual event of the North Carolina Haiku Society (of which I am an active member). It was an honor to do this, and I shared my experiences, most of which were in responsive tanka writing. The two forms are related. Tanka has been written for over 1300 years. Later, Renga with its Hokku came into being in the 14th century, and in the 16th century, Haiku evolved from the Hokku verse of renga. It was a long and fascinating evolution. If you are interested in the history of these forms, I recommend an article written by Tanka Poet and editor,Amelia Fielden:
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http://www.tankaonline.com/About%20Tanka%20and%20Its%20History.htm
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In the Japanese courts, people wrote tanka responsively, and it was also a simple communication between lovers. Collaborative writing has a long, long history that continues today.
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My sister recently asked me if I ever write “long” poems any more, and I had to pause and think. I’ve been working so hard at trying to write passable short form poems that my practice in longer (aka free verse) poetry has dwindled down to very little.
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Perhaps a goal for my fifth year of blogging will be to find a balance between short and longer poems. Who knows? Maybe something else will happen. That’s the fun of writing–it evolves as we evolve and grow.
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I’ll be posting a bunch of poems that have been published in recent months–I fell behind because real life called (as it does now and then).
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For those of you who have followed my blog over the past four years, thank you. I hope you will continue to do so.
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With all best wishes,
Mary
Note: The article I refer to is About Tanka and Its History by Amelia Fielden. It appeared in Tanka Online.

Photograph (c) Kristin Sanderson


Thank you, Chen-ou, for selecting this poem for your blog.


My thanks to poet and editor, Chen-ou Liu, for selecting this haiku to appear on his Never Ending Story, First English-Chinese Bilingual Haiku Blog. The two Chinese translations were done by Chen-ou Liu as well. I am deeply honored to have this particular haiku chosen as a selection.

Presence Issue 61 (2018) / three haiku and one tanka:
1.
a shadow blocks the light unwanted touch
2.
washed up –
this broken shell
once sang the sea
3.
far above
old cotton fields –
migrating swans
4.
thin curls of wood
fly away
from the lathe –
his memory slips
away bit by bit

failed haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, Volume 3, Issue 32
one haiku:
chopping carrots –
with each decisive cut
I think of you
and two pieces of tankart:


Haiku and Tankart are by Mary Kendall, (c) 2018

I’m so honored to have had a Senryu receive an honorable mention in the
H. Gene Murtha Senryu Contest 2018.
Honorable Mention:
worry beads –
one by one I parse
your silence
Originally published in Under the Basho: December 2016

Redlights, June 2018:
a newborn fawn
hidden in tall grasses,
with breath so soft
not even a dandelion
stirs

Photograph by Carmen Sterba Russell (used with her permission) (c) 2018
Redlights, June 2018:
when you were six
I longed to keep you
that age forever
once upon a time
I knew you so well

Dedicated to my son, Adam.
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Published in Ribbons, Spring/Summer 2018: Volume 14, Number 2
the squeak
of the old swing . . .
only four when carefully taught
to keep that secret
to myself
This tanka was published in the Tanka Café of Ribbons
the little girl’s doll
marred by lipstick
scrawled on her face
. . . maybe this time
mother will notice


Published: Failed Haiku, a Journal of English Senryu, Volume 3, Issue 31,
July 2018
Guest editors: Lori A. Minor and Chase Gagnon
Primary editor: Michael Rehling
Note: I’d like to thank my dear friend, Christine M. Kalke for her permission to use her beautiful photograph that was taken in Scandinavia during one of her visits. The digital art work was done by me.
a wooden cross
hangs askew
. . . winter light
Modern Haiku, Volume 49.2, Summer 2018
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

Frogpond 2018 Volume 41 Number 2 (Haiku Society of America
the vastness
of a Condor’s Wings
Grand Canyon
Mary Kendall



Our Poetry Corner today touches on the theme “Our Precious Children”, with Ross Anthony, Linda Papanicolaou, Johannes S. H. Bjerg, Billy Howell-Sinnard, Giselle Maya, Lois P. Jones, Kathy Uyen Nyguen, Patty Hardin, Gillena Cox , Marlene Alexa, and Mary Kendall . Photos by Michael Czarnecki, Robert Johnston and Tom Clausen. The Poetry Corner is hosted by Kathabela Wilson.
Please follow this link to read the whole article and all the wonderful poems. My thanks to Kathabela Wilson for inviting me to contribute this tanka.
https://coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-our-precious-children/

Note: This tanka was written in 2015, and, to my surprise, Kathabela Wilson remembered it. She invited me to share it for her lovely column on Precious Children. What a lovely honor.
(I later created a piece of Tankart using a much different version of this tanka. It is on my blog.)
Ephemerae, a new journal of hakai, Volume 1A, April 2018 has just been published in the U.K. I am honored to have two tanka included in this first edition. Edited by Shrikaanth K. Murthy, there are over 160 fine poets included from around the world.
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
Both tanka (c) 2018 Mary Kendall

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

A beautiful walking stick made in the traditional manner.
Skylark Tanka Journal 6:1, Summer 2018

Angel in Highgate Cemetery, London: photo by CathDupuyPhotos
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

Orb Weaver Web / Photo by Robert Potts/Getty Images

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

Published in Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, Issue, 24, Spring 2018
Note on the art work for this haiga: When we lived in London in 2017, I was enjoying the beautiful Christmas windows at Fortnum and Mason. You can see what is obviously a part of a window display in this haiga but superimposed on it is a reflection of the buildings that were on the opposite side of the street. It was pure luck (since I’m not much of a photographer and usually only use my iPhone) that the sun was right and I caught this interesting juxtaposition. Obviously it was perfect for pairing with a verse and this senryu seemed to fit the bill.
Prune Juice, Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga, Issue, 24, Spring 2018:

Gusts, no. 27, Contemporary Tanka (Canada)
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
Both tanka (c) 2018, Mary Kendall



Mary Kendall (USA) & Hazel Hall (Australia)
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
Published in Ribbons, Winter 2018: Volume 14, Number 1
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

The April 2018 issue of cattails: the Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society is out. Here is the link to the issue:
Click to access cattailsApril2018.pdf
I have three poems included–a haiku, a senryu and a tanka.




My thanks to the editors for selecting these poems to be published.

This collection is beautiful to read in hand. The poets and the poems are excellent. Some gorgeous haiga is included, too.
To order a copy: https://wildflowerpoetrypress.wordpress.com/current-titles/



It’s a real honor to have three tanka and one haiku published in a favorite journal of mine, Blithe Spirit. My thanks to editor Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy for his support and encouragement.
Blithe Spirit, Volume 28, Number 1, Journal of the British Haiku Society, February Issue 2018
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

Milkweed Pods by Lucie Veilleux aka 3dots

In Washington, DC, the winners and runners up of the Golden Triangle Haiku Competition are displayed in individual signs on downtown streets. Mine placed third out of over 1,675 entries from 45 countries and 34 states, and the District of Columbia. This was quite a nice surprise for me. This year’s contest theme was “Spring in the City.”
Here is a press release giving background of this competition:
Use this link to read all the haiku that are now on signs on Washington DC streets.
Click to access Golden-Haiku-2018-Signs.pdf

Photo by Theodor Horydcz, Tidal Basin with Cherry Blossoms, Washington, DC

Not mine, but this is an example of how all the haiku are displayed in the Farragut Square area of Washington, DC
The poem, “Flying Against the Wind” is the final poem in my chapbook, Erasing the Doubt, (c) 2015, Finishing Line Press. (The book is available for purchase from Finishing Line Press.)
Flying Against the Wind
Your thoughts drifted out to sea—riding on the wind
like wisps of breath lost on a freezing day.
.
With only the lighthouse for company and water all around,your steady feet were planted firmly on the point.
You looked as if you were an island isolated from the world,
but you were not.
The chill March air made even you feel cold.
You pulled the flapping wings of your jacket closed,
zipped it, and slid your hands deep inside the pockets.
Except for this, you never moved.
You stood there looking at the sea that went on forever,
searching the horizon for clues where it might end.
The wind stung your eyes as waves conjured up whitecaps,
then swept them away like mermaids lost and turned to foam
while currents pulled together and then apart.
A fierce gust blew through your bones, trying to topple you,
but you stood fast. Even sea birds hid behind steep cliffs,
not daring to fly against the wind.

“Arai: Whitecaps on the Ocean (Arai—Enkai hato),” c. 1848-1849, by Utagawa Hiroshige I
It is always an honor to appear in Pamela A. Babusci’s Moonbathing, a Journal of Women’s Tanka. The high level of quality tanka in this bi-annual journal by some of the best women writers of tanka make it a journal to read again and again.

Moonbathing, a journal of women’s tanka, Issue 17, November 2017
your dark self—
that side
hidden
away like
a new moon

One of my very favorite poetry journals, hedgerow, a journal of small poems, published this haiku in their print issue #122. Isn’t the cover picture gorgeous?
new year moon—
looking backward
looking forward
My thanks to Caroline Skanne, the poet/editor behind this lovely journal.

In the November, 2017 issue of Blithe Spirit, the Journal of the British Haiku Society, these tanka and haiku were published. All poems are (c) 2017 Mary Kendall.

Queen’s dollhouse—
we examine the tiny rooms
in barely a whisper
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
Two tanka of mine appeared in the last issue of Ribbons, the journal of the Tanka Society of America.
Ribbons, 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 was “paper”
a book propped
by the pillow on my knees,
page after page
I ease into someone
else’s life
A one-line haiku published in
Acorn, A Journal of Contemporary Haiku,
#39, Fall 2017~
winter static the crackle of your silence
~



Under the Basho is an excellent and unusual haiku publication. It is unusual in that submissions and acceptances continue on a rolling basis through the year while other journals have very strict reading periods. It is also unusual in that the journal is divided into various haiku subcategories such as “Traditional haiku,” “Hokku,” “Modern Haiku,” “One-Line Haiku,” “Concrete Haiku,” and “Poet’s Personal Best Haiku.”
This is the second time I’ve had the good fortune of having haiku in Under the Basho in three categories: Modern Haiku, One-Line Haiku and Poet’s Personal Best Haiku.
Here are my three in the Modern Haiku group:

I have two in the One-Line Haiku group:

And I have one selected in the Poet’s Personal Best Haiku category. Poems in this group are haiku or senryu that have already been published:

It is a wonderful way to end the year by having six haiku chosen to appear in this journal. My thanks to the editors for selecting these haiku.

Also appearing in Skylark, a Tanka Journal, Volume 5, Issue 2, Winter 2017 is this piece of Tanka Art. The photograph was taken by me in the cemetery of Holy Trinity Church (where William Shakespeare is buried) in Stratford-Upon-Avon, UK in 2015.
This tanka was published in Skylark, a Tanka Journal, Volume 5, Issue 2, Winter 2017:
The following 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.
Moral Monday –
arm and arm linked
you choose to step
into the darkness
to find the light
This rengay was published in Skylark, a Journal of Tanka,
Volume 5, Issue 2, Winter 2017
DAY’S END
Mary Kendall & Bill Waters
stillness – MK
violet fades
to black
the scratch of a match BW
as I strike it
a flicker MK
of memory starts
then stops
turn of the tide . . . BW
how hard it is
to let go
a limb of driftwood MK
pulled back to sea
fair nights or foul BW
the lighthouse beam
shining
It is always a real honor to be invited to write responsively with a poet I admire. In this case, poet Bill Waters asked if I’d like to write a rengay with him. I love Bill’s poetry and his originality. I had read many rengay, but I’d never written one. Of course trying out a new form is always both fun and a challenge, so without hesitation I agreed. Bill had written rengay with other poets, so I depended upon him to keep me on track, and he did. The process of linking and shifting in responsive writing is the best part of the process. Having this rengay accepted for publication in Skylark, a Journal of Tanka edited by Claire Everett was another honor for both of us. Thanks, Bill, for this invitation.

Note: For more poetry by Bill Waters, please visit his websites:
Bill Waters~~Haiku/
Haiku + Tanka, Haibun, Rengay, & More:
https://billwatershaiku.wordpress.com
Bill Waters~~ Not Haiku (blog within a blog): https://billwatershaiku.wordpress.com/bill-waters-not-haiku/
Published in Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka,
Haibun and Haiga, Issue 23, November 2017
In addition to three haiga published in Prune Juice, there were also these 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

This stormy, but fun, vintage illustration is from a 1911 book illustrated by Oliver Herford (1863-1935)

This Haiga was published in Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka,
Haibun and Haiga, Issue 23, November 2017.
Note on the photo: I took this picture on a beautiful, sunny winter day in Greenwich Park, Greenwich, London. Greenwich Park is one of the beautiful Royal Parks that make city living a joy. The frost on the leaves and grass and the bright sunlight were just exquisite that morning.

This Haiga was published in Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka,
Haibun and Haiga, Issue 23, November 2017
Note on the photo: In 2013 I visited Avignon, France, which is where this picture was taken of the outside of the Palais des Papes. It dates back to the 14th century.
Two haiku just published in the November 2017 issue of Brass Bell. The theme was “family.”

Both haiku are by Mary Kendall (c) 2017
This Haiga was published in Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, October 2017.

The artwork was done using Waterlogue.
This Haiga was published in Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, October 2017.

This Haiga was published in Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, October 2017.

A little word play is good for the soul.
This Haiga was published in Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, October 2017.


Published: cattails: The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society October 2017 Issue

Published: cattails: The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society October 2017 Issue
This poem was selected as an Editor’s Choice (EC) – Haiku in cattails by Geethanjali Rajan, haiku editor of this journal, whose comments are given here:

Published: cattails: The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society October 2017 Issue

Tanka by Mary Kendall (c) 2017

GUSTS, NO. 24, Contemporary Tanka, Fall/Winter 2017 (Tanka Canada) This is the third of three tanka published in this issue of Gusts.
Note: I have added the picture of dark water here on my blog. The original tanka does not appear with the picture in Gusts. The original water picture is called, “Dark Water”and is by (c) LeandrasStock.


Note: This beautiful owl drawing appears on Pinterest, but I was unable to trace it to a specific artist. I am grateful to the unknown artist for putting this lovely piece ‘out there’ for others to view and use.

Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival
2017 Haiku Invitational Winners
USA
Honourable Mentions
spent blossoms—
the remission, too,
was unexpected
.
Mary Kendall
Chapel Hill, North Carolina
To view all the winners and honorable mentions, please click on this link to go to the official website:
http://www.vcbf.ca/haiku-invitational/winning-haiku/2017-winning-haiku
Note: The beautiful picture of cherry blossoms (above) is taken from the website, Flower Meaning (http://www.flowermeaning.com). Also, from this website:
What is the Sakura Flower?
While the Japanese called this flower the sakura, you likely know it as the cherry blossom instead. The blossom of the Japanese Cherry, also known as the Prunus serrulata, is technically the sakura flower. However, other varieties of blooming cherries are also grown in Japan and referred to with the same name. The cherry blossom became so popular in the Heian era of Japan’s history that the word for flower became synonymous with sakura. People have been picnicking under the blooming trees since 700 A.D., a tradition that continues today.
The beautiful and very short lived cherry blossoms symbolize the brevity of life. The kanji (above) is for Sakura or cherry blossom. I think the kanji is just as beautiful by itself as is a single cherry blossom.
These senryu/haiku were published in the October (2017) issue of Brass Bell, a haiku journal. The theme: Body haiku



Link to Brass Bell, the journal: http://brassbellhaiku.blogspot.com
Blithe Spirit is the Journal of the British Haiku Society. Two of my tanka and one haiku were published in Volume 27, Number 23 (2017). I am most grateful to be part of this issue.
old shoes –
the challenge
of moving on

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

(c) 2017, Mary Kendall
Blithe Spirit, Volume 27, Number 23 (2017)
The September issue of Brass Bell, curated by Zee Zehava, had a prompt/theme of “water.” I was fortunate to have three haiku selected for publication (two one liners and one traditional three line haiku). I hope you will visit the site for Brass Bell and enjoy all the excellent haiku written to this theme. The link is given below.
her waters broken the beginning of the beginning
what was hidden now emerges water lillies
near the cattails —
two white egrets
lost in reflection
Photograph by Max Pixel http://maxpixel.freegreatpicture.com
Note: These haiku were published in the September (2017) issue of Brass Bell, a haiku journal. The poet is Mary Kendall (c) 2017.
Link to the journal: http://brassbellhaiku.blogspot.com


Both haiku were published in the final edition of Wild Plum. I’m honored to be included.
