Cradled Moon.

Fossombrone, Italy. Photo credits: Oana Maria Cercel.

Thursday, September 25, 2025

Adrian Bouter

no choice

but to ponder...

falling leaves

—Adrian Bouter


October 

a rush of raincoats

to the station

—Adrian Bouter


Monday, September 22, 2025

Urszula Marciniak

cherry blossom petals unblemished on the puddle płatki wiśni pozostają czyste na kałuży —Urszula Marciniak field of barley that rough touch over and over pole jęczmienia tamten szorstki dotyk znowu i znowu —Urszula Marciniak war is over now it's her bringing him roses wojna skończona teraz to ona jemu przynosi róże —Urszula Marciniak English translations by Alexander Daly & Marta Daly.


Tonya Hall

earthquake exposure of family fault lines —Tonya Hall

David Ngo

one more night 

bracing for a storm 

the old tree 

—David Ngo

Sunday, September 21, 2025

Bug Logs, a haibun by Colleen M. Farrelly

It’s a three-mile hike to the first entomology site; dawn peaks through the mangrove canopy. A swarm of drywood termites flanks a long-fallen log near the walkway. I jot a quick location note as a faint ocean breeze creaks the branches curving over our bridge like ibis beaks.

 

summer sunrise

a frog croaks

in the heat

Pitt Büerken

history lesson

one war ends

the next one starts

—Pitt Büerken

 

hard times

they plant potatoes

in the front yard

—Pitt Büerken


rain bow

sun above

rain below

—Pitt Büerken

Anthony Lusardi

spring rain

watching fishing videos

when we can’t fish

—Anthony Lusardi


springtime shadow

my niece imagines herself

a giant with long legs

—Anthony Lusardi


Mona Bedi

midnight moon

the lullabies I learn

from the wind

—Mona Bedi


naming the brightest star we give dad a home

—Mona Bedi


Patrick G. Roland

fallen walnut

the worm’s hollow

gone sour

—Patrick G. Roland


Harold Bowes

unable to sleep

he holds onto

his little finger

with all the fingers 

of the other hand

—Harold Bowes

A memory, a haibun by Antonio Mangiameli

I open Facebook as  I usually do every evening after dinner. This time, along with the ads related to my job and interests, I see one that surprises me for today. It reminds me of a gift I gave 10 years ago. 

anniversary—

my wife’s silicone boobs

expire today


Thursday, September 18, 2025

Haiga, by Lisa Reynolds & Vivienne Bretherick

 


Text by Lisa Reynolds 

Art by Vivienne Bretherick

Chen-ou Liu

in the mirror

more strands of gray hair

yet in my mind's eye

I catch a glimpse of me

at 20 with to-do lists

—Chen-ou Liu


box after box

of my immigrant life

in moonlit shadows

those I can't part with

those I can (but will I?)

—Chen-ou Liu


alone

in the shadow

of her man ...

another winter

together alone

—Chen-ou Liu

Bipasha Majumder (De)

cats and dogs

cats and dogs

seeking shelter

—Bipasha Majumder (De)


beachcombing who i am

—Bipasha Majumder (De)


Nicholas Klacsanzky

long walk . . .

the desert and I start

to smell the same

—Nicholas Klacsanzky


train tea . . .

a dream steeps

in snowshine

—Nicholas Klacsanzky


Doug Belleville

winter rain

we choose to say

remission

—Doug Belleville


couch depression

the weight of me

without me

—Doug Belleville



family reunion

revisiting my 

imposter syndrome

—Doug Belleville


closest I've come

to a prayer

prostate exam

—Doug Belleville


Steliana Cristina Voicu

tea on the porch—

linden blossoms touching

the evening shadows

—Steliana Cristina Voicu

Ricardo de la Concha

 drug raid

toddler reaches

for a laser dot

—Ricardo de la Concha


rough boulevard

neon lights smear

like cheap lipstick

—Ricardo de la Concha


insomnia

the city’s pulse

louder than my own

—Ricardo de la Concha


Anne Fox

night sky in her eyes the secret deepens

—Anne Fox


lowing wind

the sound of somewhere else

in her sigh

—Anne Fox

Oscar Luparia

highway queue

in the rearview mirror

evening rainbow 

—Oscar Luparia

Wednesday, September 17, 2025

Jennifer L. Blanck

tucked under a blanket of stars

—Jennifer L. Blanck 



painful memories 

the spinning cobwebs 

in my head

—Jennifer L. Blanck

M. R. Pelletier

robins on the lawn

no longer searching 

for myself

—M. R. Pelletier


Standing Wave, a haibun by Joshua St. Claire

guess

it’s time

for me to 

stop thinking about

that stupid

thing I

said 

when 

I was 

just a kid

because I am all 

grown up now

and you 

are

dead



freezing from the outside in the Susquehanna 

—Joshua St. Claire


Dennis Owen Frohlich

autumn rain

sobbing

in the gutters

—Dennis Owen Frohlich


setting winter sun

the shadow lines

across the field

—Dennis Owen Frohlich


Gareth Nurden

carnival day

embedded in a glass river

cold sky

—Gareth Nurden

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