frozen pipes
waiting for
my head to explode
—Ann Sullivan
new morning
waking up
without bird song
—Ann Sullivan
overnight snow . . .
a deluge of paws
in and out of her garden
—Ann Sullivan
emoji . . .
wondering why
she never says it
—Ann Sullivan
frozen pipes
waiting for
my head to explode
—Ann Sullivan
new morning
waking up
without bird song
—Ann Sullivan
overnight snow . . .
a deluge of paws
in and out of her garden
—Ann Sullivan
emoji . . .
wondering why
she never says it
—Ann Sullivan
flowers
breaking the rules of Vāstu-śāstra*,
blossoms in all directions
—Swati Ved
*the ancient Indian architectural design and science
business lunch
a bit of green
in his smile
—Joseph P. Wechselberger
bruised fruit
she says
she fell
—Joseph P. Wechselberger
the hug
a little distance
keeps us together
—Srinivasa Rao Sambangi
death haiku—
after the fragment
a long pause
—Srinivasa Rao Sambangi
earthquake
the landlord's white shirt
full of soil
—Srinivasa Rao Sambangi
border value crossed
they call me
sweety
—Srinivasa Rao Sambangi
rescue boat
a boy's request
for one more trip
—Srinivasa Rao Sambangi
her dreams
flowing down the drain
child marriage
—Rupa Anand
river sunset
lapwings outrunning the dark
—Rupa Anand
ruby sunlight
in a jar of plum jam
last summer's gleam
—Janet Ruth
river of fog
floods the valley
my frosty breath
—Janet Ruth
new in the hospice one more winter
—Maya Daneva
fragile China cups...
we both choose our sentences
carefully
—Maya Daneva
the homeless mother
makes home under the shadow
of the banyan tree
watching bird's babies in nest
unfinished mom's lullaby
—Manasa Reddy Chichili
lingering war
dark energy
in the void
—Eugeniusz Zacharski
lightning—
an even more visible
blackness of the night
—Eugeniusz Zacharski
diagnosis—
the spring wind disperses clouds
about the sky
—Eugeniusz Zacharski
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