Scent of beeswax

I am still catching up with published poetry. Blithe Spirit is the publication of the British Haiku Society. They selected two haiku and two tanka of mine to publish in the winter issue.

Blithe Spirit Fall/Winter Issue 2022

 

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brevity
the ripeness
of a pear

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children
fragile as blossoms
learning to let go

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fragrant spices, each
with a story to tell,
a bit of this, dash of that
     my pen moves as if
propelled by a stranger
 

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scent of beeswax
melting as we draw
invisible designs
on our pysanky eggs—
forgotten childhood

 

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Brass Bell Contributions

Here are several of my contributions in Brass Bell:

Brass Bell October 2022 / Theme: kitchen haiku

teatime
just water and leaves
you and me 

Brass Bell September 2022 / Theme: homeplace

buffalo, new york
we all laugh & tumble off
the long toboggan again

 

Brass Bell August 2022 / Theme: water

icy rain—
somehow this ache
just won’t leave

washed up
without a song
moon shell

 

Brass Bell July 2022 / Theme: sound

lyrics long forgotten
the melody always
in my mind

 

Brass Bell is published on the first day of every month. This delightful haiku journal is beautifully curated by editor/writer, Zee Zehava and can be found here: http://brassbellhaiku.blogspot.com. Writers are from around the world and some of the finest haiku/senryu writers appear on these pages.

 

 

Lucid dreaming

 

Brass Bell June 2022

Theme: One line haiku

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lucid dreaming wild-eyed pansies glancing back and forth

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Note: All pansy pictures are taken from Pinterest. No specific photographers were listed.

Dark morning & wild winds

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Kokako #36, Spring 2022

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 It’s always a joy to have the New Zealand poetry journal, Kokako, publish some of my poetry.  For their spring issue, they chose a one-line haiku and two tanka. I hope you enjoy them.

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seabirds drift on thermals—night becomes day

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cassia, lady slippers,
dutchman’s breeches, rue –
my garden becomes
the one circle of friends
I find it hard to leave

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dark morning
filled with wild winds
that blow the birds awake
      & by the crows’ swift,
and sharp reply 

Spring’s soft greening (tanka)

Like so many other people, the year and a half pandemic has thrown my sense of time way off. I’m so far behind in posting newly published poems on this blog that I find myself now playing catch up.  I am both honored and happy to have had such fine journals select some of my work to publish in 2021. 

 

both of us relieved
we made it to this side
of the pandemic –
falling back in love
with spring’s soft greening

 

Published in Ribbons, Tanka Café, Spring 2021