verdant hills . . .
the scattering
of dad's ashes
—Padma Rajeswari Tata
Tuesday, August 19, 2025
Steliana Cristina Voicu
the wind scatters
the linden blossoms…
on my porch
more and more
ballerina dresses
—Steliana Cristina Voicu
Saturday, August 16, 2025
Robert Witmer
wallpaper peeling potatoes for dinner alone
—Robert Witmer
thin shade
a sapling in moonlight
over her grave
—Robert Witmer
Yearling, a haibun by Colleen M. Farrelly
Spring blooms azaleas, crocuses, and snowdrops. The moon rises and sets and rises again. A fox kit scampers off for the first time.
Later, I reconnect with old friends at the lake cabin bonfire.
rosebud the prick of passing time
I travel
prune last
my year’s
friend daisies
list bloom
post-election howling at the moon again
Wednesday, August 13, 2025
Saturday, August 9, 2025
Monday, August 4, 2025
Fatma Zohra Habis
his words—
raindrops tapping
on my windowpane
—Fatma Zohra Habis
dry river
I still hear
childhood echoes
—Fatma Zohra Habis
Nicholas Gentile
the nun fixed upon
an ink drop on my shirt
a slap in the face
to make me
closer to god
—Nicholas Gentile
a year after—
my mother's closet
just her scent
—Nicholas Gentile
Friday, August 1, 2025
Sam Cassidy
laden car
the empty room
in the care home
—Sam Cassidy
sun-soaked garden
the abundance
of marrow
—Sam Cassidy
Chen-ou Liu
blossom on blossom
I wish I could
let go of the past
—Chen-ou Liu
a flock of geese
flapping twilight silence
tenth year in exile
—Chen-ou Liu
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