Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Friday, August 5, 2022

By Jim Niffen

prairie breeze

a hint of primrose

on your blouse


Jim Niffen

By Minal Sarosh

embroidery the rose she left unfinished midday

 

Minal Sarosh

By Paula Sears

stone wall

crossing the boundary

a wild flower


Paula Sears

By A.J. Anwar

the sun and sunflowers

exchange long gazes

by the neighbour’s fence


A.J. Anwar

Wednesday, August 3, 2022

By Peter Jastermsky

memory foam

another chance

for first impressions


Peter Jastermsky

Tuesday, August 2, 2022

By Michelle Cicillini

the ocean waves—hello and goodbye

Michelle Cicillini

By Agnes Eva Savich

girlhood the power of the gaze


Agnes Eva Savich

Monday, August 1, 2022

Guidelines for Contributors

You are invited to submit a single email containing 5 - 10 poems (in the spirit of haiku/senryu/tanka) per calendar month, although occasionally we will publish sequences. No themes. Poems must be your original work (not AI!) and in English. Previously unpublished work is preferred, but poems appearing on social media are acceptable.

No e-mail attachments will be opened. Please send to: coldmoonjournal(at)gmail(dot)com.

Poems received in a given month will be considered for publication in Cold Moon Journal the following month. (In other words, if you send your poems in March, they will be competing for April space.) Is your writing style traditional? Fine. Gendai or experimental? Also welcome, although we can’t accommodate much in the way of special formatting.

We are happy to consider your artwork, particularly black-and-white photographs.

There is no money in this, but all rights revert back to the poet upon publication.

We strive to respond quickly (within two weeks, usually faster). Both acceptance and rejection notices are sent. New haiku/senryu/tanka (or sequences or artwork) are added to Cold Moon Journal several times a week. You can view the most popular poems (scroll down to bottom right of the journal for the list).

You will never see anything here that suggests racism, violence or prejudice.

This journal nominates for various annual haiku and poetry awards.

Roberta Beach Jacobson, Editor (she/her)

Updated: January 27, 2024

By Mona Bedi

full moon

the nights you sang

me a lullaby


Mona Bedi

By Ram Chandran

lying

under starlit sky

I think of Van Gogh


Ram Chandran

By David He

the pine shadow

sweeps onto the window

every night

as the moon rises

our cat stares


David He

Sunday, July 31, 2022

By Keith Evetts

on the one hand

I couldn't live

forever wondering

what's on

the other hand 

 

Keith Evetts

Saturday, July 30, 2022

By Orrin PréJean

dandelion seeds

the confetti

of my childhood


Orrin PréJean

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

everything i no longer crave after the forest


Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

Friday, July 29, 2022

By Keith Evetts

square moon someone else's god


Keith Evetts

By Orrin PréJean

my

forties –


a

time

of

ma-

ny

ad-

just-

ments


Orrin PréJean

Through the Telescope: Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

We congratulate frequent contributor Tiffany Shaw-Diaz, recognized as a top-eight volunteer (of more than 6,000) for the NASA citizen science project, Active Asteroids. Way to go, Tiffany!

 


 

Thursday, July 28, 2022

By Orrin PréJean

summer day

going over month's budget

shirtless


Orrin PréJean

By Keith Evetts

pasque flowers

what if everything

is true


Keith Evetts

Tuesday, July 26, 2022

Sunday, July 24, 2022

By Orrin PréJean

in the night suspended between shadow and more shadow


Orrin PréJean

Saturday, July 23, 2022

By Keith Evetts

so many birds my empty hands


Keith Evetts

Thursday, July 21, 2022

from every angle by Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

 To purchase any of this artist’s works: society6(dot)com

 


 

Tuesday, July 19, 2022

By Orrin PréJean

derailed train

*

 

how apt

a metaphor

of my life 

  

Orrin PréJean

By Tiffany-Shaw Diaz

i am everywhere the wave unfurls


Tiffany-Shaw Diaz

Monday, July 18, 2022

By Keith Evetts

last page ripped out

we'll never know

who did it


Keith Evetts

Friday, July 15, 2022

By Orrin PréJean

early afternoon

i lose myself

in the color

of tea


Orrin PréJean

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

the rain on my body remembering yours


Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Keith Evetts

memoirs

it turns out

life was wonderful


Keith Evetts

Thursday, July 14, 2022

By Orrin PréJean

viola concerto a moment when things makes sense


Orrin PréJean