wisteria finds a new path . . . (three tanka)


wild voices vol 2



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/

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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:


Use this link to read all the haiku that are now on signs on Washington DC streets.



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



Flying against the wind

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

Your dark self . . .


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


away like

a new moon



Pooh sticks . . .



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



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