Synesthesia in Poetry

 

In honor of this beautiful season, here is an oldie of mine:

 

spring . . .

hearing green

and only green

 

 

                           [published Hedgerow #130, Winter 2020]

 

This haiku has only six words and eight syllables. It’s subject is simple: spring. What does spring mean to you as a reader, a person, perhaps a writer (as many of you are)? I’m sure we could spend hours coming up with wonderful definitions and explanations of what spring is (scientifically) and what it means to us. Spring evokes all sorts of images and memories, does it not?

 

Synesthesia–a beautiful word to say aloud–is both a neurological condition and a literary term/rhetorical device. A neurologist might encounter patients who might visualize a color when smelling a scent or hearing a certain note or sound when looking at a color. In the haiku (above), I have used synesthesia as a rhetorical device. You may be very familiar with this term and use since it goes back quite a way (Homer used it). Here is a definition from the Poetry Foundation:

 

Synesthesia in poetry is a literary device that blends different sensory modalities—such as sight, sound, smell, touch, and taste—to create vivid, unconventional imagery. It describes one sensation in terms of another (e.g., “loud colors” or “sweet sound”) to evoke intense emotional or atmospheric responses, often blurring the lines between perception and description.

 

For some wonderful examples go to their site and read this:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/education/glossary/synesthesia

 

I hope that this brief excursion into literary devices makes you suddenly aware of just how often synesthesia is used in the books you read or  in songs and even in the commercials you see on television.

 

Remember when you were a child and you were taught about similes. You probably delighted in making up similes left and right. Literary devices expand our thinking and our perception by pushing us a little bit into making new (sometimes strange) connections.

 

 

Melting snow (haiku)

This haiku of mine placed in the Golden Triangle Haiku Contest in Washington, DC. Each poem selected appears on a placard in downtown DC. What delight to have this one accepted this past spring and what excellent company to have.

From their website:

The 2025 Golden Haiku competition set another record-breaking year, receiving over 4,750 haiku worldwide from all 50 states, D.C., and 66 countries. Youth participation reached an all-time high as well, with more than 600 haiku submitted by school-age poets. Winning and selected haiku were displayed on colorful signs throughout the Golden Triangle from March through May.

All entries were reviewed and judged by a distinguished panel of published haiku experts including Abigail Friedman, Lenard Moore, and Kit Pancoast Nagamura.

Golden Haiku follows the Haiku Society of America’s guidelines for modern haiku, which does not require the traditional 5-7-5 structure. Removing the strict structural requirements for syllables frees the author to use evocative language to capture a moment or expression of beauty in a short, descriptive verse.

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

 

1.

brevity
the ripeness
of a pear

 2.

children
fragile as blossoms
learning to let go

3.

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

4.

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

 

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Stinging nettles

 

 

 

stinging nettles –
things that were said
I can’t forget

 

 

The Heron’s Nest
Volume XXIV, Number 4: December, 2022

 

 

 

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

 

 

Shadow…(haiku/senryu)

Shadow…(haiku/senryu)

 

day moon ~

no shadow on

my mammogram

 

Published: Blithe Spirit  31.3  2021

 

A haiku or a senryu? I love this poem very much, and I’m so grateful to Caroline Skanne, the editor of Blithe Spirit, for choosing it for publication.

 

I have always been fascinated with seeing a “day moon.” I’ve always considered it a sign or good luck or something fortunate happening or about to happen. Do you have any thoughts about seeing the moon out during the daylight hours? Is it magical to you? It is for me.

 

 

 

 

 

The simplest thing

The simplest thing

 

Three poems (two haiku and one tanka) were published in the winter issue of Kokako, 2021. I have a real fondness for this journal because I love all things Kiwi. New Zealand is a beautiful country with such great people. They have a very active poetry community, and Kokako is a beautiful journal to be part of.

 

1.

snow drifts ~
the wild wind’s
last brief fling

2.

woodland colours
now grow pale
winter light

3.

arranging zinnias
in an old milk jug,
this pandemic silence
urges me to notice
the simplest things

Note: Photo of Zinnias (c) 2021 by Park Seeds

Starry-eyed

 

 

starry-eyed

     the vast galaxy

of a child’s imagination

 

 

Published (c) Frogpond, Volume 44.1 Winter 2021

 

(c) The NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope

Bleakness . . . (haiku)

 

 

bleakness  –

the lingering taste

of a bad dream

Blithe Spirit, 31.1 2021

dream time . . . (haiku)

And yet another dream poem ~

 

 

Blithe Spirit, 30.4

 

 

dream time –
chasing blossom
after blossom  

 

 

Photo by laura adai on Unsplash

 

My thanks to Laura Adai for this beautiful photograph of drifting blossoms.

 

Chekov’s birch trees (haiku)

Presence,

Issue 68, November 2020

sleepless nights

     Chekhov’s birch trees

become our woods

Photo by Peng Chen on Unsplash

My thanks to Peng Chen for this beautiful photograph of white birch trees.

Winter nights (haiku)

 

Presence Issue 68, November 2020

 

 

winter nights—

dreaming of blackbirds

on snow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My thanks to the editors at Presence for publishing this haiku.

 

 

 

 

 

September roses (a haiku)

 

I am blessed with another haiku published in a favorite journal I love to read: hedgerow: a journal of small poems, issue # 132

 

 

 

September roses
the stone wall
hidden between us

 

 

 

 

 

(c) 2020 Mary Kendall

 

snow day

 

The Heron’s Nest, XXII.4, December 2020 published one of my haiku:

 

 

snow day–
a crackle of fire
in our stories

 

 

 

 

 

forgetfulness

 

 

forgetfulness—

soft feathers drift out

of a poultry truck

 

~ ~

 

Published in Frogpond vol. 43:3 fall 2020

 

Frogpond is the journal of the Haiku Society of America

Catching up!

Today I realized I’d forgotten to post a number of poems published this year (2020), so here they are. I hope you enjoy reading them.

Ribbons 16:2 (spring 2020)

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icebergs drift and melt
and furious fires rage
will this earth dissolve
into rivulets
of decisions poorly made?

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Frameless Sky, Issue 12, 2020

soft ripe plums
sitting on the sideboard ~
wouldn’t it lovely
to know you’re
so desired

Presence 66

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tiny fledglings
with wings outstretched
take that first leap—
how old were we
when doubt began

                             ~

wind spilling
from copper rain bells
unbroken drought

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                        ~

impossible
to count them
fireflies

Bitter wind

 

I am delighted to have one tanka and two haiku in the latest issue of Presence:

 

Presence, Issue 67, July 2020

 

 

bitter wind
the maple’s heart
still frozen

 

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once so innocent
we had to make up sins
. . . first confession

 

 

~

 

I tried to bury
those memories
for so long…
the raw scent
of freshly plowed earth

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A nice surprise!

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What a very nice surprise! I am one of the top contributors to Prune Juice, a journal every haiku and senryu/kyoka poet knows and loves. What a thrill to be included with such excellent senryu poets.
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Many thanks to the great editors: Brent Goodman (current editor); past editors are: Steve Hodge​ (2016 – 2018); Terri L. French​ (2013 – 2015); Liam Wilkinson​ (2010 – 2012); Alexis Rotella (​ 2009)
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Here’s a link to the whole anthology: pj-book-of-senryu

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The PRUNE JUICE BOOK of SENRYU celebrates 10 years of the finest English Senryu from around the world by 85 of our TOP Contributors, featuring 337 poems plucked from the journal’s first 29 issues by past and current Prune Juice editors.
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Here are mine that they published:
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Mary Kendall – USA
12 issues

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your tumor growing     we worry about the snow
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#18 2016
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Reiki session . . .
feeling so
out of touch
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#20 2016
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beginner’s yoga class . . .
our first sun salutation
eclipsed by the teacher
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#22 2017
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promises not kept —
that umbrella you gave me
blows inside out
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#23 2017
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defined
by their parameters
love triangle
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#29 2019
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Prune Juice Book of Senryu: Celebrating 10 Years: 2009 – 2019
Copyright © 2020 Prune Juice
p. 94

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Chokecherry

 

 

the slow hiss
and sudden pop
of a pinecone in fire—
admitting the mistake
is a first step

 

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had you lived
we’d almost be twins,
two sisters
so close in time
we nearly touched

 

*

 

this urge
to turn and walk away
     chokecherry

 

 

Mary Kendall (c) 2020

Kokako 32, 2020, a journal of the New Zealand Poetry Society
My thanks to the editors of Kokako for publishing all three poems.

 

 

Green . . . (Synesthesia in haiku)

Synesthesia in haiku ~

 

This haiku was recently published in Hedgerow, a journal of small poems ~ #130, Winter 2020

 

 

spring…
hearing green
and only green

 

 

 

 

 

 Haru = Spring

The bite of winter wind . . . (haiku)

 

Published in Modern Haiku, Winter-Spring, Issue 50:4, 2019

 

the bite of winter wind
      all this murmuring
but no words

 

 

 

Snow melt (haiku)

 

The Heron’s Nest
Volume XXII, Number 1: March 2020

 

snow melt

a trickle of caribou

comes to an end

 

 

Widowhood

 

Published in FROGPOND, Volume 43:1, Winter 2020:

 

 

 

 

widowhood

day blurs into evening

into night . . .

 

 

 

 

This poem is dedicated to my dear sister-in-law, Paulett Brylinski, who lost her beloved husband, Jimmy, in December 2017. Watching her learn to cope and live with grief has taught me so much about courage and love.

 

Woods Hole, MA – 3/30/14

 

 

 

Two (winning) haiga

I don’t enter many poetry contests, but I do love to see what entries win or place in contests/competitions I enjoy and admire. There is always so much to learn from other writers, of course, and it is always an inspiration to see what others produce.

One competition I really wanted to enter was the Fourth Annual Jane Reichhold Memorial Haiga  Competition, which is co-hosted by Failed Haiku and Prune Juice, two of the very finest Senryu journals around. It is divided into two groups: the Traditional (i.e., with original drawn art) Category (judged by Ron C. Moss) and the Photographic/Mixed Media Category (judged by Steve Hodge). My two entries were in the second category using photographs I had taken. One was left untouched and the other was embellished by some art programs I enjoy using on my iPad.

Imagine my surprise when I found out one of my entries won First Place in the Photographic/Mixed Media Category and the other one got an Honorable Mention! Yes, I was over the moon. It’s a double honor indeed. All the other entries selected in both categories were wonderful. I really can’t imagine how an editor selects one over another, but they do. My thanks to editor, Steve Hodge for selecting both of my haiga in this competition. I am deeply honored. Thanks also to Mike Rehling and Brent Goodman who edit Failed Haiku and Prune Juice.

I’ve included the comments of the editor because it’s always great to hear someone else’s interpretation and response to a poem.

 

 

 

 

Cat’s tongue . . .

 

 

One haiku and one tanka were published in Presence, Issue #65, 2019

 

 

cat’s tongue
the shallow rasp
of a scar

* * *

 

tree bark
kissed by wind—
out of the blue
a memory of you
appears

 

 

 

 

Unable to forget . . .

 

Modern Haiku, Issue 50:3, 2019

 

 

pruning roses

unable to forget her

scarred wrists

 

 

 

Dementia . . .

 

The Heron’s Nest, Volume XXI, Number 3: September 2019

 

dementia

     the soft clay begins

to harden

 

 

 

Three in Kokako 31

 

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

 

Chasing the night

 

2019 Haiku Society of America Members’ Anthology (A Moment’s Longing):

 

 

chasing the night—

a falling blossom

graces my tea

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Powerless (two senryu)

 

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

 

 

 

 

 

All we left unsaid . . .

 

 

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   

 

 

 

 

~

 

Catching up!

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

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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

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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

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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

 

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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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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

 

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you pour a second cup

of pale moon tea

in a teashop in Prague

. . . I wonder what story

the leaves might tell

 

 

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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

***

 

 

Haiku Holiday turns 40

 

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

 

 

dandelion—

more and more invisible

as I grow old

 

 

our country’s story

ever evolving

. . . fallen blossoms

 

 

Both haiku by Mary Kendall (c) 2019

 

War memorial (a haiku)

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)

 

 

war memorial

blue dragonflies

loop in tandem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Starlight on winter branches

 

 

Two haiku and one tanka in Blithe Spirit 29.1, 2019

 

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ground fog
even birdsong
is invisible

 

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wood’s edge –
that inescapable pull
of darkness

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starlight on
winter branches—
those nagging thoughts
that seem to come
from nowhere

 

 

All poems by Mary Kendall

 

 

that look . . . (haiku/senryu)

 

 

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

 

 

dreams lost in dreams . . . (three haiku)

 

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

 

 

 

Picking stars apart (two haiku)

 

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

 

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 picking stars apart one by one long winter nights

 

 

Milky Way by Felix Mittermeier

 

2.

summer mirage—

what childhood

might have been

 

 

Photo by Pezibear (Pixabay)

 

 

 

pale lichens on stone . . . (two haiga)

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No second guessing

 

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

 

 

 

 

Hospice window (a haiku)

My first time in this journal.

 

Haiku Canada Review, October 2018

 

 

hospice window

cherry blossoms

fade and fall

 

heart in pink

Frayed feathers . . . (a haiku)

 

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

 

 

 

frayed feathers
beneath the dogwood tree


silence

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Black swan . . . (haiku)

 

cattails, October 2018 Issue

The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society

 

 

 

black swan    

the beauty

in difference

 

 

 

 

 

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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

 

Billowing fog (a few haiku & tanka)

 

 

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

 

 

 

 

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no attribution for this lovely picture I found online

 

 

 

Wild apple (some senryu)

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

 

 

the sudden diagnosis haiga

 

My thanks to editor, Steve Hodge.

 

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Cover Art: Happy Monk by Jerry Dreesen

 

First time in “NeverEnding Story”

 

 

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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.

 

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Unwanted touch …

 

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

 

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Chopping carrots…

 

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:

belladonna

 

 

an alligator glides by

 

 

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

best journal and pen

Winter light…(haiku)

 

 

 

a wooden cross

hangs askew

. . . winter light

 

 

Modern Haiku, Volume 49.2, Summer 2018

 

 

 

 

 

Condor’s Wings … (haiku)

 

Frogpond 2018 Volume 41 Number 2 (Haiku Society of America

 

 

 

the vastness

of a Condor’s Wings

Grand Canyon

 

Mary Kendall

 

 

 

California Condor at the Grand Canyon

 

 

Sipping skinny lattés

 

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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Orb Weaver Web / Photo by Robert Potts/Getty Images

 

 

All I have left

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.

 

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

Curtains billowing . . .

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

 

Lucie Veilleux aka 3dots

Milkweed Pods by Lucie Veilleux aka 3dots

Cherry blossoms . . . (a haiku)

 

 

Golden Haiku Third Place Winner

 

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:

https://goldentriangledc.com/news/golden-triangle-in-washington-d-c-announces-2018-golden-haiku-winners/

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

 

 

New year moon . . .

 

 

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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.

Pooh sticks . . .

 

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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.

 

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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

 

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the slow uncurling
of the fiddleheads
one by one
learning to let go
is never easy

 

 

 

Winter static … (one line haiku)

 

A one-line haiku published in

Acorn, A Journal of Contemporary Haiku,
#39, Fall 2017

~

winter static   the crackle of your silence

 

~

 

Six in One

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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:

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I have two in the One-Line Haiku group:

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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:

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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.

 

Cerulean sky and other Senryu…

 

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

 

umbrella

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

Cold snap! (haiga)

 

 

Cold snap!

 

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.

Battered boards … (haiga)

 

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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.

Even the butter … (two haiku)

Two haiku just published in the November 2017 issue of Brass Bell. The theme was “family.”

 

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Both haiku are by Mary Kendall (c) 2017

Soaring alone (a haiga)

 

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

Painted in Waterlogue

The artwork was done using Waterlogue.

Looking inward (a haiga)

 

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

 

looking inward

 

 

 

A wash of deep blue . . . (haiku)

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:

 

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

 

 

Spent blossoms . . . (honorable mention)

Sakura flower or cherry blossoms in Japan.

 

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.

Arm in arm . . . (3 senryu/haiku)

These senryu/haiku were published in the October (2017) issue of Brass Bell, a haiku journal. The theme: Body haiku

 

arm in armin hospicenew knees

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Link to Brass Bell, the journal:  http://brassbellhaiku.blogspot.com

The sudden way . . .

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

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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

 

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(c) 2017, Mary Kendall
Blithe Spirit, Volume 27, Number 23 (2017)

Water haiku (three poems)

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

 

Marsh Bird Looking Little Egret Head Portrait

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

 

Fallen trees . . . (two haiku)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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

Luna moth . . . (haiku)

 

Luna moth
this brief life
soon eclipsed

 

~Mary Kendall~

Published in Presence Issue 58, July 2017

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Luna Moth, photographer unknown

Faded numbers… (haiku)

 

faded numbers
tattooed on your arm
I slip back in silence
.

~Mary Kendall~


Published in Presence 58 July 2017
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Back story on this tanka. In 1972 I visited friends in Israel. As a tourist, I was eager to see the historical sites, one of which was Masada, site of a group suicide where a Jewish community was surrounded by Roman soldiers. The Jews chose suicide rather than be taken as captives. As I stood high up on the hilly site with other visitors, it was very, very quiet. It was after all a sacred place. An older man stood next to me, and I happened to glance at him also looking out at where the soldiers would have been waiting, hoping to starve out the isolated Jewish community. I noticed on his arm, faded numbers–numbers, of course, indicating he’d been captive in a Concentration Camp. The poignancy of him being there has stayed with me for over forty years. Never again, please Lord, shall we do such things to our fellow men.

Both pictures are from travel sites to and in Israel. Masada is located in the Judean desert, very close to the Dead Sea. Visiting these sites is like stepping back two thousand years. I am so grateful for having had this opportunity to visit.

In Memoriam: Maya Lyubenova

 

 

benediction tanka art

 

Last year I posted a request in a Face Book haiku/tanka writing group asking if anyone had a photo of Lily of the Valley that they were willing to share and allow me to use for a piece of tankart I was working on. A very quick response from the poet/photographer Maya Lyubenova gave me the perfect picture. I never really knew Maya. We’d never met, and we chatted only a few times on FaceBook in poetry groups and on Face Book Messenger. I was certainly a real fan of hers. Bulgarian by birth, Maya could compose gorgeous haiku in English. She could also pair her poems with her equally exquisite photographs to create haiga — visual poetry of the highest quality. I was touched by her generosity in allowing me to use the photo she had sent.

 

Only recently did I learn that Maya Lyubenova had passed away on December 30, 2016. Like so many, I mourn her loss as a person and as a poet and artist. I wish I had known her better, but I cannot change that. Her work still remains for us to look at, to study, to learn from and to be dazzled by … that will not end.

 

I’d like to dedicate my piece of tankart to Maya Lyubenova — our single connected piece of art. Thank you, Maya, for bringing so much beauty into this world. May you rest in peace.

 

 

Maya Lyubenova’s website:  

http://mayalyubenova.wixsite.com/maya-lyubenova

The link to her amazing haiga:  

http://mayalyubenova.wixsite.com/maya-lyubenova/haiga

 

 

Cloud watching (a haiga)

cloud watching haiga 2

 

Published in Prune Juice, A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka,
Haibun and Haiga, Issue 22, July 2017

Proprioception…(three senryu)

Prune Juice : Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga Issue 22: July, 2017

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Three of my senryu were published in the newest issue of Prune Juice. It is always an honor to be included in this excellent publication and among such fine poets. My thanks to editor and poet, Steve Hodge for including my work.

 

beginner’s yoga class . . .

our first sun salutation

eclipsed by the teacher

 

 

OCD

taming laugh lines

on my selfie

 

 

proprioception lost in his own world

 

 

Winter garden (a haiku)

This haiku is my first poem in the journal, Modern Haiku.

 

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winter garden–
a lone crab apple
holds fast

 

 

 

Modern Haiku
Volume 48:1
Winter-Spring 2017

 

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Just past sunrise . . . 4 small poems

Two of my haiku and two tanka were published in Blithe Spirit, Journal of the British Haiku Society, Volume 27, No. 2, 2017:

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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

 

 

My thanks to Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy, the editor of Blithe Spirit, for selecting these four poems for publication.

Some colorful and ‘edible’ haiku

An online haiku journal I love is brass bell: a haiku journal. It is curated by Zee Zehava, herself an excellent haiku poet and teacher. This journal sends out a “theme” for the month’s submissions, and the results are always a delight to read. Recently I had several haiku appear under two different themes.

brass bell: a haiku journal, May 2017
Theme: Colorful Haiku

 

 

children now gone 
no red wagon 
to break the fog

 

flashes of azure wings
two bluebirds wake
the grey morning

 

 

brass bell: a haiku journal, April 2017
Theme: 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
   

 

 

 

colored pencils

~ ~ ~

My thanks to Zee Zehava, curator of brass bell: a haiku journal. To read a full issue of this journal, please go to: http://brassbellhaiku.blogspot.com

Queen Anne’s lace …

I am always thrilled to have a haiku chosen for The Heron’s Nest.  This is the first time a haiku of mine has been selected as an editors’ choice.

 

 

Queen Anne’s lace –
a childhood spent
in second-hand clothes

 

Haiku by Mary Kendall, published in The Heron’s Nest,  Volume XIX, Number 1: March 2017

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Here is a link so you can read the whole issue of The Heron’s Nest: http://www.theheronsnest.com/index.html

Scent of mock orange…

In the March issue of the haiku journal, Brass Bell, the theme was haiku by/about women. The offerings in the journal make for excellent reading. Please do go and enjoy the issue, edited by poet/editor, Zee Zahava, who always produces something worth enjoying.

 

scent of mock orange—  
all the years spent
doubting myself

 

haiku by Mary Kendall (c) 2017 in Brass Bell, March 2017 Poems by Women

 

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To read the full issue of Brass Bell, please go to:  http://brassbellhaiku.blogspot.com or
http://brassbellhaiku.blogspot.co.uk

Unforgettable…

 

I’ve had two haiku and one haiga included in the newest edition of Wild Plum, a haiku journal, 3:1 Spring & Summer 2017.

 

unforgettable—
the taste of zinfandel
on your lips

 

 

forgiveness
the new year’s moon
lights the way

 

 

mourning-haiga

 

March brings lots of wonderful poetry journals. Another favorite of mine is
Wild Plum, a haiku journal, 3:1 Spring & Summer 2017. The journal is edited by Gabriel Sawicki. This journal is based in Poland, and it has a very international group of readers and contributors. The haiga editor is Maria Tomczak. I hope you will go to their journal directly and read it in full. It’s a very beautiful journal (lovely cover art by Azi Kuder. I’ve added a link at the bottom of this posting.

 

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Here’s a link to the complete version of this  lovely haiku journal:

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Wild voices . . . an anthology by women poets and artists

 

It is very exciting to be part of a collection of poems and art by so many women I admire. Thanks to editor (and poet), Caroline Skanne, I have a haiku and three tanka included. The title and theme of “wild voices” was given to us to interpret in any way we chose. I urge those of you who love poetry to purchase a copy of this anthology for yourself and/or for a gift.

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Wild Voices, An Anthology of Short Poetry & Art by Women
edited by Caroline Skanne, February 2017

 

 

 

 

***book available:https://wildflowerpoetrypress.wordpress.com/current-titles/
This title is also available on amazon.com or amazon.co.uk

 

 Here are my poems that appear in this lovely anthology:

 

 

the softness
of a raspberry
on my tongue…
I remember our long
first kiss

 

 

wild honeysuckle
heady and sweet—
your hold
on me
just as strong

 

 

a softness of spring
flecked with apple blossoms ~
the morning you died
darkness swept in
lost and wild

 

 

 

foxglove—                                                                                
danger hidden
in such beauty

 

foxglove

Foxglove, also known as Digitalis purpurea

 

Four Winter Haiku by Mary Kendall

How lovely to find out that Miriam Sagan has posted my Four Winter Haiku on Miriam’s Well.

Miriam Sagan's avatarMiriam's Well: Poetry, Land Art, and Beyond

 
 
night snow
boughs dreaming
of first blossoms
 
 
 
fog filled woods~
even the winter moon
has lost its way
 
 
 
a winter walk
footprints
tell no tales
 
 
 
the blue moon
silently closes the door
upon the year

***

First published Poets Online
© 2009 Mary Kendall

Later used as lyrics in “Winter Moon” by Paul Carey, a piece for women’s chorus in 2011.

(Posted on her blog, A Poet in Time, 2015, http://www.apoetintime.com)
 
 
 
 
 
 

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