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

 

 

Twisted in shame … (two tanka)

 

 

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.

Battered boards … (haiga)

 

battered boards

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.

Faded numbers… (haiku)

 

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

Fragrance of old books… (tanka)

Click on the link below if you care to hear me read this tanka:

 

fragrance-of-old-books

My thanks to editor, Marilyn Hazelton, for publishing this tanka in Red Lights, one of the best tanka journals around.