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February 2009 Issue IX:1
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over the mountain clouds no one
climbs |
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places
for the ocean to end
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his birthday no longer a party |
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no way
to correct the dead
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our shadows outgrow us
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Gary Hotham
shadows of seeds on their way |
toward old as the hills ungracefully |
slow rain a brain stuffed with drought |
sun pull arm shot with electric shocks |
dawn no longer up to me |
marlene mountain
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sun on the horizon
who first
picked up a stone |
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no one to greet me
the evening sky
called 'shins of angels' |
paul m.
what light there is—
my skin
bends the flame |
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the moon outside—
a moment
before I bleed |
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into winter—
her old voice
makes new words |
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Ian Daw
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Echolocation—
the wolf
in the moonbuzz |
echolocation the dark purple sounds crossing the bridge |
| asleep even in this dream the lions need meat |
walking with the hyacinths green city |
Mike Andrelczyk
such innocent questions — sunflowers |
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I see the iris
and its stamina
and am blue
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Charles Trumbull
red gold water
the trout’s footprints
crossing a bedouin sun |
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Clare McCotter
purple milking the space between sea urchin spines |
Billie Dee
when you sleep
your thoughts are green
the strange call of dawn |
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leaf shadows on
the ground sway from
the secrets of war |
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watching
the old woman’s breasts
a raven |
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Chris Gordon
A heartbeat that moment two avatars touch |
| I’ll linger here knowing the type of star you’ll settle on |
Kind words stacked neatly before it gets cold |
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Here they come
right to the brain—
mountain orchids
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Paul Pfleuger Jr.
plavetnilo
planina planini
cvet vetra |
blue
from mountain to mountain
the flower of wind |
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sa juga
putuga more golo
stakleni brod |
from the south
the naked sea is at peace
a ship made of glass |
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Tatjana Debeljacki
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Whirling dervish lights
Water’s flame in blue and green
Ever still, twinkling. |
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Dan
暗黒の我が喉通る深層水
ankoku-no wa-ga nodo tooru shinsousui
through the pitch dark
of my throat it passes
deep sea mineral water
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心音のかすかに聴こえ薺摘む
shinon-no kasuka-ni kikoe nazuna tsumu
my heartbeat
just perceptible. . . i pick
some shepherd's purse
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数珠玉を手に颱風のくる気配
juzudama-o te-ni taifuu-no kuru kehai
Job’s-tears
in my hands a typhoon
gathers strength
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Dhugal Lindsay
windfall apples
what I think about
what I think
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to whom it may concern cottonwood puffs |
Carolyn Hall
| Slow swing of willows through my own fault |
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Deep winter. . .
pulling all
my punches |
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Twilight in the arrangement of stones |
Patrick Sweeney
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this early darkness quitting time |
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fever dreams arrive as mail with tainted attachments |
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pretty sure my red is your red |
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unable to find the middle of the night
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winter morning where we left off yesterday |
John Stevenson
mostly water
just like that
you turn to snow |
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snow
part of the
milky way |
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raccoon—
hands bare
all winter |
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subzero schoolyard's an empty ice crystal |
subzero
sparrows' huddle-bush
size of my chest |
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now youre on
an unpaved road
& don't know where |
john martone
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deep winter
I walk the wind
into twilight |
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Laryalee Fraser
a fork in the
the road turning into a
a clock |
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I am falling where
falling wears me
down |
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found dead
somewhere a mirror
gives birth |
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where am I here |
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Peter Yovu
loss: in a rain of feathers a howl
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chaos: in a clay jug, gathered
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faith: accepting the wave, a dying seal's flipper
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William M. Ramsey
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Nothing brings her back
Not a crystal sea
Not a pink cloud |
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Awakening
To a wet dream—
Spring |
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What mystery there was
In the blue night and black house
Is us |
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An old man
Surrounded by the sound
Of a thousand starlings |
Jack Galmitz
| my past replaced in the train of thought |
an eye for an eye blossoms unseen |
my mind wind's child |
Dietmar Tauchner
southard's deathday. . .
grains
in the ganges |
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han shan
will carve my name
into a stone |
Tyler Pruett
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Gold
Of hue
That mold
we grew |
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the third atmosphere || a school of fish receives communion |
| A legion of snails between lives |
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In the ivy of my lungs
Pompeii is born |
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A needle
A knife
A love
Of flight
To switch
The respite
A beetle's
Secret life |
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Jason Sanford Brown
traps in the mountain which sleeps |
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Chinese New Year
a tail is growing
in every shadow |
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Fay Aoyagi
trees free of tree free of trees |
| twilight my right mind escapes me |
Helen Buckingham
clear day turns stars stare back |
something in that moon I'm going to regret
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last stop all the trains of thought shuffle out |
empty sky all I have are these issues |
Rob Scott
with the same finger pulling the trigger or not
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completely in the dark
the view from here
and now |
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| just spring the glister of seeping waters |
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morning
love
holding
my
self
in
side
yours |
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the soft
Sunday morning
air god
gets the last
word |
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Jim Kacian
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Sparrows
fists exploding
a delicate school of air
above the road-wind |
Russell Brickey
between the woods the quiet voices of the brook |
John Barlow
| where the old house was winter wind |
coal au cars tu clicking mn wi by nd |
Philip Miller
a snake across leaf month |
_kala
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rose thorn
would summon the color
of its rose |
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Mike Dillon
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dragonflies
how long did we know
before we knew? |
Peggy Willis Lyles
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on the sea rocks
iguanas dreaming
of Darwin |
time-heli-space-skier-continuum |
George Swede
cutting sea slug
so where is the start
and end of life |
Removing blankets from the last wrong forecast of the year. |
The youngest cow
sniffs my new mocassins and
I recall the Year. |
ro
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葉の裏に青き夢みるかたつむり
A snail
Dreams a blue dream
On the back of a leaf.
from The Haiku Universe for the 21st Century (Modern Haiku Association 2008)
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R.H. Blyth
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