salt-laden winds
sand sedge spreading its roots
underground

salt-laden winds
sand sedge spreading its roots
underground



hard frost the hunter walks beside the blood trail
In Modern Haiku vol. 51.1., p.77, Winter-Spring 2020
Capturing a scientific symposium in a haiku sequence! Remember the #haiku sequence on the Ammersee conference I wrote in 2018? It was included with the conference proceedings in a special edition of Visual Cognition, Vol. 27, issues 5-8, May/September Routledge, 2019 – (scroll to p.2 of the editorial). Why have a volume of papers when you can describe the whole thing in a few haiku? ![]()


A new journal, a new hybrid, and a new year!

Honored and thrilled beyond measure to have the opportunity to describe my journey from “Hairballs to Haiga” in a “craft essay,” with four of my felting haiga “haikufeltings” in the debut issue of the Journal MacQueen’s Quinterly, MacQ for short (see URLs below). Grateful to Clare MacQueen for highlighting haikufeltings in her introduction to the issue, giving this hybrid work a home among such a superb collection of writings.
Check it out! And Happy New Year!
Essay
Felting haiga
Introduction to the issue (scroll down)

mistletoe/ the snowman starts/ to melt

Pleased to place 2nd in the Christmas Caribbean Kigo Kukai (CKK) 2019!
Congratulations to all participants!
Great news! JuxtaFive is ready and available to read online! This edition of the Haiku Foundation Journal of Haiku Research and Scholarship includes several articles, reviews, haiga and a special section on Women Mentoring Women (and the article Knocking on the Doors of Perception on Haiku and the Brain contributed by me and co-authors: Thomas Geyer, Franziska Guenther, Jim Kacian, Heinrich Liesefeld, and Hermann J. Mueller).
Here

Everything you wanted to know about Haikupedia, the Haiku Foundation encyclopedia of haiku!
Watch the presentation on Haikupedia given by Charles Trumbull, Dave Russo, and Jim Kacian at the Haiku North America Conference, August 2019.
morning frost
the headlong rush
to colour

Check out this video: “How I found my voice: A new Resonance Community Reading” from the Haiku North America Conference 2019. From Jim Kacian and Julie Warthers’s presentation on this Community of poets, including members reading out their work. Julie read out haiku by members not able to attend.
My own poem was read out, too:
atlas
the weight
of my dreams

The video was featured as part of this year’s Fundraiser running from Thanksgiving to St. Nicholas’s Day.
evening fog
the holes in the subtext
disappear
.
Very pleased to have this haiku in Bones 18, 15 November 2019, p. 150.

stepping into
the same puddle twice . . .
new pair of boots


clinging
to the surface of things ...
melting snow
Haiku in HSA Members' Anthology 2019. Photo of installation by the British artist Cathy Wilkes commissioned to create the British Pavilion for the Venice Biennale in 2019.
haiga

distracted again
tall reeds
in the wind
.
Wet-felted beret drying!

sunny day
tasting
togetherness

empty snail shell—
swishing sound of
the garden broom

Wet-felted headband
ripples
the felted fish enters
Groom Lake

history maps
the shape and depth
of face lines

harvest moon—
on the windowsill a bowl
catching the light

not finding
the right words …
falling darkness

the long walk
towards the sea ...
Cley salt marsh

whether
I am here or not
returning tide

maple leaves
the stillness of rusting
metal

Photo: Mike Nelson’s, The Asset Strippers atTate Britain, exuding an uncanny nostalgia and melancholy punctuated by the eerie creaking of the wooden doors as visitors move through the spaces of the Duveen Galleries.
ancient monument
so many tourists taking
selfies

clinking glasses
this year too the apple tree
bearing fruit

The painting in the picture is by Maria Pierides
leaves start to fall …
how to lighten
the load
.
Photo of costume for The Golden Cockerel, by Natalia Goncharova, from the exhibition at Tate Modern.
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slate-coloured dawn
the frolics of freshly shorn
sheep

landwards—
the tide turns in
our favor

thermal current
a stork glides over
the meadow
