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HAIKU CORNER – Issue 5

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cold, November field

Lone dove combs another row

Sorrow, its hunger

 

Swifts keep inscribing

An empty, cobalt tablet

With cursive goodbyes

 

The past, a molted

Snakeskin that misses itself

Swallowing life whole

 

The dawn discovers

Silver, autumn artifacts—

Trilobites of frost

 

This emptiness stays,

The way canyons hold shadows

On the brightest day—

 

He stepped on the porch

Her heart, a covey of quail

In all directions

 

A December mist lifts

Like her chilled breath before him,

Wreath filled with whispers

 

Hip-high goldenrod,

Memories of her touches

Brushing against him

 

From dark eye shadow

To those sometimes distant moods,

Dusk remembers her
 
 
Greg Sellers completed his undergraduate studies in English at Louisiana State University and holds a MFA in Creative Writing from Arizona State University and MLIS from the University of Alabama. His poems have appeared in Poetry, New Letters, Interdisciplinary Humanities, Zócalo Public Square, Spiritus, The Journal of Wild Culture and elsewhere. A recipient of a Ruth Lilly Poetry Fellowship and Mississippi Literary Arts Fellowship, Sellers lives with his family in Vicksburg, Mississippi, where he is the administrative librarian at Hinds Community College.
 


 
 
she touches me
with her eyes
a well-meaning alligator
 
her dress in the wind
a meadow rolled sheer
flattened flowers
 
walking into yellow
colour compacting
egg yolk hardening
 
migrating flock
a nestling forgotten
northern wind
 
tattered bird
begs the ground before
a homeless person
 
a hole widening
her chest
a bird’s nest
 
Catriona Shine is an Irish writer, living in Norway, where she is also a practicing architect. She writes novels, short stories and Haiku. She was a runner up in the IAFOR Vladimir Davidé Haiku Award 2017 and her Haiku will be published in the coming anthology. That will be her first publication. Her novel-in-progress won the Penfro First Chapter Competition 2016, and was shortlisted in the TLC Pen Factor Writing Competition 2016. She is represented by Laetitia Rutherford of Watson Little in London.

 


 

Don’t imitate me

never simulate half an orange

cut in two

 

Even the street lights

seem farther apart –

a rainy May day

 

The waxing May moon

sails amid the clouds – how soon

from new to full

 

Afternoon well spent –

watching cherry and plum

blossoms drift in air

 

The journey from home

to dojo, one hour by train,

begins with one step

 

Spring sprouts clichés –

haikuists must dig

deeper furrows

 

Finally leaving Sag Harbor,

I smell the rotting mussels

dropped on the road by gulls

 

George Held has published more than 150 haiku, several of which have won prizes. His chapbook, Dog Hill Poems, his twentieth poetry collection, is forthcoming in 2017.
A retired Queens College professor, Held was a Fulbright lecturer in Czechoslovakia for three years and now serves on the executive board of The South Fork Natural History Museum, in Bridgehampton. His poems, stories, translations, and book reviews have appeared widely, in such places as Commonweal, Confrontation, New York Quarterly, 5AM and The Notre Dame Review. Garrison Keillor read one of Helds’s poems on NPR. An eight-time Pushcart Prize nominee, Held has had poems included in over three dozen anthologies. His twentieth collection of poems is Neighbors: The Water Critters (Filsinger & Co., 2015). geoheld7@gmail.com

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