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

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moonflower
night after night
that same dream

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barely a whisper
between daylight
and nightfall
       when shadows
hide in darkness

 

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

       

 

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Frogpond 42.2 * 2019

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graveside—

white blossoms

lighten the darkness

 

 

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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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***

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a feeling of you

standing behind me …

when I turn around,

only shadow

only silence

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*** 

 

 

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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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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

 

 

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Kokako 30, 2019

 

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abbey ruins

voices of evensong

     nowhere                 everywhere

 

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old burying ground

so many grave markers

buried too

 

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in the coffee shop

a glimpse of someone

who looks just like you—

I quickly check my face

in a mirror

 

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dark storm clouds

dissolve in sunlight

and shift again—

your changing moods

just as quick

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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

 

 

The old dog . . . (tanka)

 

 

Tanka Society of America 2018 Members’ Anthology:
Of Love and War and the Life In Between

 

 

almost toothless

the old dog sleeps

by the fire . . .

the peace of knowing

you are there

 

 

 

This poem is dedicated to all beloved, faithful dogs for the  pure joy they bring.