blue iris this longing for color
blue iris
A Cluster of Lights
A Cluster of Lights is here!
This beautiful anthology is now out in the world! Celebrating the ten-year anniversary of the brilliant project ’52 / 250 -A Year of Flash,’ 52 writers (including yours truly), respond to their previous work with new creations.
Congratulations and many thanks to Michelle Elvy, John Wentworth Chapin, and all contributors!
The link at the publisher’s site is here: https://pureslush.com/…/anthologie…/a-cluster-of-lights/
• paperback – https://bit.ly/PB-CLUSTER
• ePub – https://bit.ly/ePubCluster
• Kindle – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0C56JGVJ9/
For a ‘taste of a Cluster of Lights’, click below:
“lillies” in Haiku of the Day (Per Diem)
Negative Ions
Negative Ions, my haiku sequence, and contribution to International Haiku Poetry Day (IHPD) on The Haiku Foundation YouTube channel:
World Parkinson’s Day
On this World Parkinson’s Day, aiming to foster awareness of the disease, let us remember that we have tools available to help improve psychological well-being and support quality of life. For me, exercising my brain and body, is vital.
Haiku poetry – by virtue of its brevity, simplicity, concentration on the moment, connectedness, and power to encapsulate experience – has proved to be a powerful tool for the challenges of PD. https://tinyurl.com/3vt3b5yv On the physical side, table tennis is my pillar of support http://shorturl.at/giow4
In REFLECT, at Creek Creative Studios
I am happy to be included in the REFLECT and Intriguerium 3 exhibition at Creek Creative Studios, Faversham, England, curated by Robert Lamoon. Two of my tiny haibun, as two objects, are to be found in tiny boxes made by the curator!
One of the haibun, Who is, was inspired by a story I read in the news: the calcified remains of an unborn fetus were found accidentally during a scan for a totally unrelated health problem. The fetus had rested inside its mother’s body for over thirty years…
Who is
Lithopedion. The calcified remains. Bonded. Forever. The grief of the unborn, the consolation of eternity.
stone baby the weight of forever
Are you in the area? The exhibition is on till the 16th of April!
starflowers
evening walk … the forgiving scent of starflowers
Parkinson’s Life feature
I am honored to be included in this Parkinson’s Life feature celebrating World Poetry Day!
In “Poems reflecting life with Parkinson’s Disease,” Sarah McGrath writes:
“How can poetry help to raise awareness of Parkinson’s? In light of World Poetry Day on 21 March, we look back at five interviews with writers who have picked up their pens to share their perspectives on the condition.”
Thank you, Sarah McGrath, indeed, haiku is in my PD toolbox supporting my well-being and helping me to live well with Parkinson’s.
April is Parkinson’s Awareness Month
How to live well with Parkinson’s Disease? What helps me: Haiku for #Parkinsons and #tabletennis!
I have haiku in my Parkinson’s toolbox! Poetry, exercise grounding the senses, living in the moment. And I am sharpening my table tennis skills, as it has been found to help with the disease.
For all things haiku, including advice for absolute beginners, check out The Haiku Foundation https://thehaikufoundation.org/
For haiku for Parkinson’s see Parkinson’s Life, the magazine of Parkinson’s Europe, https://parkinsonslife.eu/the-aim-of-the-haiku-poet-is-to-capture-the-essence-of-a-moment/
More information about table tennis for Parkinson’s on Facebook and website https://www.pingpongparkinson.de/
Live well and prosper! Or as I am increasingly learning, “bleib’ am Ball”!
Alpine views
Alpine views … filling the heart with space
From the Book of Life
FROM THE BOOK OF LIFE
A time will come in your life when you too will feel like a prisoner. It may be love keeping you boxed in or hate sucking out the air around you. It may be illness clipping your wings, or simply the weight of years … no matter.
Bach cantatas... unpicking stitches from the kneeler
beneath her eyelids
deep waters the dreamer’s eyes twitch beneath her eyelids
Spring air
the spring air studded with blooms… morning grace
RING-A-RING-O’ ROSES
Shelling a nuclear plant is never a good idea.
Zaporizhzhia—
now you see us
now you don’t
.
In The Other Bunny, March 6, 2023
Forgiving mists
forgiving mists my stash of wool for rainy days
The Brecon Beacons, Wales
Apathy
APATHY
The Luitpold Bridge in Munich is closed. Climate activists have glued themselves to the road disrupting traffic. They are not afraid of a jail sentence, they say. Part of me yearns to be there with them. Making statements, taking action. Instead, I follow signs for an alternative route, like so many ahead of me, and so many behind. Our long, slow-moving queue snakes around our principles.
on the radio…
instructions for instant
gratification
In The Other Bunny 27 Feb 2023
When the going gets tough
Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s Day under blue skies fields edged in red
Busted! By Tim Roberts
I just received Tim Roberts’s wonderful book, “Busted: Reflections on Police Life” published by Red Moon Press. Congratulations Tim!
A poignant, powerful, and at the same time sensitive rendering in haiku of police life that shocks, informs, disturbs, engages, and changes the reader. Alan Summers sums it up: “….beyond bravery…”
Honored to have contributed the Introduction to this book. As Robert Epstein writes in his Foreword: “Prepare to be arrested by Tim Roberts’s bold, graphic, and gut-wrenching haiku memoir”! Indeed!
failing light
failing light a pair of swans glide on the silence
Interview, Parkinson’s Life
Thrilled and honored to have been given the opportunity to speak about haiku and Parkinson’s Disease in an interview for Parkinson’s Life, the magazine of Parkinson’s Europe. See here
Grateful also to Northern California Haiku Society’s Dave Russo for his post on my interview and latest work. See here
The 3 micro-haibun in MacQueen’s Quinterly
The three micro-haibun from the series-in-progress The Censored Poems
The very antithesis of cherry blossom. On the one hand and on the other. And in between
breathing the torpid air of the mausoleum morels, porcini, chanterelles
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Play if you must. Laugh till you cry. But life is serious. The road is hard, paved with hunger, illness, war. Greed and envy. They will haunt you. Pick apples if you must. Oranges, figs. It won’t make any difference.
Hosannah! at the nudist beach my sunglasses
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Now that that illness accosted me and I stood up to it, I feel entitled to a few wisdoms.
minding the gap the chilling beauty of angels
3 micro-haibun in MacQueen’s Quinterly
Happy New Year 2023! And happy news! Issue 16 of MacQueen’s Quinterly is out!
Filled with excellent work by fellow poets, it makes for a great read! I am particularly chuffed to have 3 of my micro-haibun included from “Censored Poems,” a series in progress. My heartfelt thanks to Clare MacQueen for giving them a home.
“before Zoom meet”
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before Zoom meet— I pluck my chin hair
A big thank you to the Editors Alan Summers & Pippa Philips for featuring my senryu.
Congratulations to all featured poets.
Parkinson’s Toolbox in the online resources of Parkinson’s Europe
Delighted to see that my article “Parkinson’s Toolbox: The Case for Haiku” is now included in the online resources of Parkinson’s Europe, the umbrella organization for PD societies.
The project titled “Parkinson’s and Creativity” aims “to create an online library of scientific papers, relevant articles, and videos with the aim of sharing knowledge of the latest scientific discoveries and mysteries of Parkinson’s creativity.” Check it out here
https://www.parkinsonseurope.org/get-involved/parkinson-s-creativity/parkinsons-and-creativity/
new snow
new snow... the sound only silence makes
Music of the Spheres at the Scriabin 150 Festival
Wonderful! Pairing Maria Pierides’s painting with my haiku for a haiga that appeared at the Scriabin 150 Festival! Haiku read by Zoe Grant!
A big thank you to Sherry Grant and congratulations on a fantastic event!
Zoe Grant Reading Musical Haiku (14) from scriabin150 on Vimeo.
Update on “Haiku and the Brain”
cold dawn
cold dawn… trees dressed in moonlight
Ready for winter
Stella Pierides 