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
morning frost
the headlong rush
to colour
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
willow tree
the paper doll floating
downriver
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
94/100
how many heart beats
in a lifetime
who is to say
this flower is not it …
failed star
chaos and order …
the butterfly flaps
its wings
early dark
this need to explain
the meaning of life
distant train …
as if I had
the answer
felting class
we stop to smell
the roses
.
I made the purple and white flowers during a felting class by Beate Maxzin of Wolllust, “atelier fuer filzbegeisterte,” Augsburg. I am very pleased with the purple flower in particular! Wunderbar!
noon heat ...
seeing what
isn’t there
chiaroscuro …
breathing through
the holes
