starting again
at fifty
I scrape
every last bit
of peanut butter
from
the jar
Bryan Rickert
starting again
at fifty
I scrape
every last bit
of peanut butter
from
the jar
Bryan Rickert
their brooms
broken and burned at the stake
the witches
assemble at the village gate
to exact a gruesome vengeance
there are spells
we learned from the old ones
herbs on the fire
the chant deep and low ...
'the devil take your soul'
Michael H. Lester
and Joy McCall
wintering…
the birch and maple
have given up their leaves
while I remain cocooned
in memories
Reid Hepworth
Our Nominations for
the Red Moon Anthology of
English-Language Haiku 2023
January:
improv
class
a student makes up an excuse
for being late
Andrew
Markowski
February:
mating
hedgehogs
we tell our little kids
they love each other
Keith Evetts
March:
frayed
jersey —
those
knitting classes
i never took
Rupa
Anand
April:
slow
hop
outpacing
the snail
Jenn Ryan-Jauregui
May:
earth
day…
dandelions decorate
the lawn
Nancy Brady
June:
hailstorm
alley-drinkers
take refuge
in a dumpster
John J. Dunphy
July:
washing line
a tiny spider snug
in the spring
of a clothespin
Ingrid Baluchi
August:
half-empty cinema –
a moth flutters in and out
of the projector beam
Roman Lyakhovetsky
September:
After midnight
the spider and I don't want
a
cricket in the room
Dejan Ivanovic
October:
buzz
cut
we get it before
chemo does
John Pappas
November:
warrr
Adrian
Bouter
December:
in no particular
order falling leaves
Alvin
B. Cruz
straight
no sugar she swallows a bitter truth
Peter Jastermsky
*
letting
my heart dry in the sun small comfort
Peter Jastermsky
Green Witches
Michael H. Lester
Goblin Band in a Dollhouse
Michael H. Lester
Michael is the author of The Squeeping Catterwhip (available at amazon ( https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09NRF3832/ )
the rustles
of bamboo
under the moon
I listen
to an owl's hoots
David He
*
full moon
for harvesting...
a squirrel
pulls a pine cone
into her nest
David He