finding a way back . . . (four Senryu)


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

 

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overanalyzing–
the smell of wood smoke
on the wind

 

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winter walk
learning to negotiate
what can’t be seen

 

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the house
where I was born
weeds & more weeds

 

 

 

          Photograph by Marina Shemesh

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Almost . . . (tanka)

 

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 hand in yours . . . (two tanka)

 

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

 

 

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Praying Mantis and the Moon by Watanabe Seitei

 

 

 

 

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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When you were six (tanka)

 

Redlights, June 2018:

 

when you were six
I longed to keep you
that age forever
      once upon a time
      I knew you so well

 

 

 

birthday candles 6

 

 

Dedicated to my son, Adam.

 

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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.