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June has brought with it the publication of some excellent journals. I love being able to read through them and enjoy the poems. Some are haiku, haiga, senryu or haibun, and others are tanka, tanka art or tanka prose. Hours and hours of fine reading that will stretch into the whole month of June.
I’ve been fortunate to have a number of small poems published this month. I’ll post these by type and by publication over the next week. Today I will begin with two haiga that were published in the newest issues of cattails, the publication of the United Haiku and Tanka Society.


Both haiga were published in the May 2016 edition of cattails, collected works of the United Haiku and Tanka Society.
This haiku has just appeared in The Heron’s Nest, a distinguished journal of haiku. For me, as a first time poet in this journal, it is a truly great honor for which I’m thankful.
My poem is on page 11 of The Heron’s Nest: http://www.theheronsnest.com/March2016/haiku-p11.html
winter night—
the curl of woodsmoke
takes flight

I hope some of you will click the link to The Heron’s Nest to read the full issue of wonderful haiku from around the world.

Note: photo is in the public domain (found linked with many sources online)

I had three haiku published in issue #61 of hedgerow, a journal of small poems last week.
old nest box…
a flurry of blue birds
before the snow
(hedgerow #61)
roasted chestnuts–
how could I forget
your laughter?
(hedgerow #61)
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my dog leaps
into still night water
to fetch the moon
(hedgerow #61)

Charlotte’s Story: Haiku for Wilbur
by Mary Kendall
“My Words”
my words—
who knew what a story
we’d become?
“First Friend”
a friend—
something my kind
never knew
“The Unexpected”
new friend—
silken parachutes in spring wind
bestow surprises
“Silken Words”
silken words…
hearts woven together
in their own story
“Some Pig”
little did they know
how special you were—
some pig!
“Terrific”
a real friend
who accepted me as I am…
terrific!
“Radiant”
just knowing
you have a good friend…
this radiant heart
“I Told You”
out of nowhere
grows the best thing…
kindness of spirit
“Humble”
humble—
your kindness of heart
my friend
“The Fair”
harvest moon—
who knew how high
we’d fly?
“Templeton”
even a rat
can help a friend..
who knew?
“My Time”
time for rest
my voice a whisper
…alone now
“Good-bye”
no need to worry—
our memories will live on
in your heart
“Death”
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