- nonstop . . .
- leaning on his cane . . .
- southbound . . .
- old friends . . .
- tanka time . . .
- stars, planet, moons, et. al. . . .
- exquisite corpse update . . .
- exquisite corpse, anyone? . . .
- virtual friends . . .
- perhaps . . .
- cobwebs . . .
- After the Funeral . . .
- anthology fever . . .
- Throwback . . .
- new moon rising . . .
Category Archives: Summer
summer sky . . . she lets her kimono gently fall before wrapping herself twice in moonlight red lights 10.2, June 2014 Another Supermoon–July 12! Another poem about moonlight. I’ll be featuring a few more small moon poems here over … Continue reading
lengthening days . . . the time it takes to look over my shoulder Frogpond 36:2, Spring/Summer 2013 The new issue of the Haiku Society of America’s journal Frogpond arrived at my doorstep today, and, with it, a wonderful variety … Continue reading
Dogs howl at it. Lovers gawk at it. Like most haiku poets, I have a tendency to write about the moon . . . a lot. Here, then, are two recent homages to the night sky’s most prominent celestial body. … Continue reading
muddy prints . . . another microcosm left to ponder A Hundred Gourds, vol. 1, no. 4, Sept. 2012
I am deeply touched by all the wonderful moon tanka (as well as by Rick Daddario’s fabulous haiga) that I received for my birthday. So many (24!) poems from so many talented and diverse writers. I wish I could give … Continue reading
fireworks in a summer sky . . . each year the rose moon reminds me of darkness and light July is my birthday month, and since I like to celebrate my birthday all month long and since July is, astrologically speaking, ruled … Continue reading
We trickle in before noon dressed in tie-dye and paisley. Vests fringed with suede ribbons that sway in the breeze. Crazy quilt jeans that accentuate the curve of hip, buttocks, thigh. There are polka dots, feathers, headbands and beads. … Continue reading
all the sisters clustered around a table . . . bright constellations in a midsummer sky swapping tales of survival Moonbathing, vol. 6, Spring/Summer 2012
winter night a litany of falling stars equinox my glass half-full again Modern Haiku, 43.2 , Summer 2012