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Autumn Moon Haiku Journal, Volume 8:2, Spring/Summer 2025

5/10/2025

 

Welcome to this new Spring/Summer issue of our journal. You will find a lighter tone, overall, rising above the sadness of today’s world, the poets finding beauty in blossoms, birds, nature in general. Some poets deftly express their feelings of loss and grief about the current world issues as well.
Bruce Ross, the founding editor of this journal and my husband, recently celebrated his 80th birthday. As you all know by now, he has stepped down since early 2024 due to advancing illness.
His involvement with haiku has been life long, he has been an early supporter of international haiku and “revived” interest in haibun. He was president of the Haiku Society of America in the early 1990s. He wrote the seminal anthology Haiku Moment, as well as the haibun anthology Journey to the Interior, which was probably the first of its kind, in the 1990s. He was a co-editor for many years of the yearly American Haibun and Haiga anthology and Contemporary Haibun online journal.
In 1997 and updated in 2023, he published a writing guide to haiku and related forms (How to Haiku, updated to Writing Haiku), which is written with beginners and even children in mind. Because of the focus on a younger audience, this book was misunderstood when it first came out.
 In 2012 he published, together with Kōko Katō, Dietmar Tauchner and Patricia Prime, A Vast Sky, which is probably the largest international haiku anthology to date. The impetus for it arose from yearly Autumn Moon contests, which he founded in the early 2000s and were open to international submissions. A Vast Sky received a few awards and great reviews, but unfortunately it has not sold much, as Bruce had to self-publish it and sell it on Amazon, with very low visibility. After the great reception that A Vast Sky had, Bruce decided, nine years ago, to start this journal that you are reading today.
He has always held his work at a high standard, and also this journal has been kept to his high standard for nature-related haiku. Our selection criteria are therefore quite rigorous. This journal is also meant to be a teaching tool for younger writers.
Here is a spring haiku from one of Bruce’s poetry collections, spring clouds:
                              steam rising
                              from my favorite tea
                              early spring clouds
I will leave the reader to enjoy the haiku moment and nature connection in this meditative haiku.
We have many of Bruce’s books at home, including the ones aforementioned, and I have listed them in the “Announcements; Books by Bruce Ross” section above. Please contact me at [email protected] for more information and if you want to purchase any. It would be very sad to throw these books away when Bruce passes on…  His has been a labor of love, and I am trying to continue it for as long as I am able.
Astrid Andreescu
Maine, USA, May 2025
 

subdued –
a moth settles on her
old kimono
       Sheikha A., UAE

old pond –
a dragonfly catches
the last light

petal by petal
the apple orchard
snowing
      Jenny Ward Angyal, USA

waiting for rain . . .
the mockingbird’s song
awash with sunset

night owl –
losing her voice
to the prairie wind
      Marilyn Ashbaugh, USA

April heat –
overflowing the bird bath
a flock of sparrows

اپریل کی گرمی 
پرندہ نہان سے چھلکتے ہوئے
چڑیوں کا ایک غول
 
spring in the family haveli
each blossom unfolds
a different memory
   *haveli: traditional townhouse in the Indian subcontinent

خاندانی حویلی میں بہار
ہر پھول کھولتا ہے
ایک مختلف یادداشت
      Hifsa Ashraf, Pakistan

summer garlands
the wishes we plant
in whistle grass
      Joanna Ashwell, UK

last stop
a train car full of
sleeping soldiers

תחנה אחרונה
קרון מלא חיילים
ישנים 

another leap
a toddler stumbles
following a sparrow

דרור מנתר
פעוט מועד
בעקבותיו 
      Adi Assis, Israel
 
birdsong
flickers of blossom
in the wild plum

sunset cools
in cobalt shadows
a currawong’s call
      Gavin Austin, Australia

empty house . . .
cherry trees in bloom
for no one

prazna kuća . . .
trešne u cvatu
ni za koga
      Katica Badovinac, Croatia

tipping marsh reeds
the whistlescents
of red-winged blackbirds
      Jo Balistreri, USA

afternoon rain
i fold my son’s laughter
into paper boats
      Mona Bedi, India

spring gusts –
fresh horseshoe tracks
in the mud

summer birthday
a child’s handmade mobile
of mussel shells
      Brad Bennett, USA

chrysanthemum stone
all the years it can take
to flourish

pierre de chrysanthème
les années que ça peut prendre
pour s’épanouir
      Maxianne Berger, Canada

day lengthening
below the window outside
someone is singing
      Jerome Berglund, USA

semper fidelis
the paired blossoms
of partridgeberry
      Sally Biggar, USA

seeds planted
the day blossoms
into a starling
      Shawn Blair, USA

a slug hides
in a rose tulip
–cool spring day
       Nancy Brady, USA

aviary . . .
a parrot says I love you
to the new bird
      Ed Bremson, USA

wind tossed daffodils
her grown-up smile
under an umbrella
      Randy Brooks, USA

the barter system
water in the birdbath
finch song
      Alanna C. Burke, USA

spring
. . .  and the trees are already
missing water

Frühling
. . . und den Bäumen mangelt es
schon an Wasser
      Pitt Büerken, Germany
sharing love poems
in the shelter –
new dawn

condividere poesie d'amore
nel rifugio -
nuova alba
      Mariangela Canzi, Italy

spring wind –
the tree sings
another way

vânt de primăvară –
copacul cântă
altfel

lavender field –
remembering
my mother’s perfume

câmpul de lavandă –
amintindu-mi
parfumul mamei mele
       Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă, Romania

hullabaloo
all the bulbuls
at dawn
      Matthew Caretti, American Samoa

cherry petals
how quickly the truce
fell apart

hail damage
the roofers
without an accent
      Archie G. Carlos, USA

bulldozers
the pungency of
wild sage
      Bob Carlton, USA

surprised by softness
pulling lupins
through my fingers
      Louise Carson, Canada

even in my dreams
the scent of roses
tucked behind her ear
      Ram Chandran, India

green meadow
spring rain
on a spring frog

spring time
mom’s magic –
cherry blossoms

春
母の魔法
桜

haru
haha no mahō –
sakura
      Manasa Reddy Chichili, India

mountain path –
the sky brighter
in the peony meadow

potecă de munte –
în poiana cu bujori
mai luminos cerul
      Mihaela Cojocaru, Romania

swishing tails
of cattle at the trough . . .
summer breeze
      Ria Collins, Ireland

the thunderstorm
to come
rumour of robins

barn owl’s flight
the field mouse
light as a feather
      Sue Colpitts, Canada

family gathering
the scent
of the first rose

riunione di famiglia
il profumo
della prima rosa
      Maria Concetta Conti, Italy

green flash
the osprey lifting off
ahead of a swell
      Bill Cooper, USA

fertility clinic
the first cherry blossom
unfurls

hospice window
she says she wants to be
that butterfly
      Sue Courtney, New Zealand

blue hydrangea
some cuttings before
mom’s house is sold
      Tina Crenshaw, USA

April rain
how lonely it is
under my umbrella

ulan sa Abril
ang lungkot sa ilalim
ng aking payong

fireflies
for once i forget
there are stars

alitaptap
minsan nakalimutan kong
may mga bituin
      Alvin Cruz, The Philippines

moving through the sky geese moving the sky
      Maya Daneva, Canada

opening night
the glow
of moonflowers
      Pat Davis, USA

writer’s notebook
from 3 lines to 3 lines
a decade of seasons

carnet d’écrivain
de 3 lignes en 3 lignes
une décennie de saisons
      Marie Derley, Belgium

her first sleep over –
all alone in the poplars
a pint sized owl
      Edward Dewar, Canada

less wind
by the morning
the fallen dogwood
      Carmela Dolce, USA

sugar moon
ghosts of magnolia blossom
smudging the night
      Rebecca Drouilhet, USA

family campfire
mosquitoes join
the conversation
      Jane Druzhinina, USA

sky full of kites
the wind brings
home a song
      Baisali Chatterjee Dutt, India

survival –
the last lily
rising again

supravieţuire –
ridicându-se din nou
ultimul crin
      Carmen Duvalma, Romania

bar-b-que shack
wild morning glories
spiral the grill

early spring
redbud bumps
waiting to bloom
      Lynn Edge, USA

popping up
through the morning sun
great crested grebe
      Keith Evetts, UK

spring sunrise
birds gather
on the tin roof
      Susan Farner, USA

moonlit perfume
dusk’s soft light
gone too soon

wangi rembulan
lembayung senja meredup
sirna sekejap
      Nurul Olivia Fathonah, Indonesia

cicada wind
the song
comes and goes
      Bill Fay, USA

inviting
friends to tea
pollinator garden
      Barbara Feehrer, USA

a sandy bottom
the heron wades
without stirring
      Jeff Ferrara, USA

the cruelest month
falling quietly
snow on snowmelt
      Thomas Festa, USA

fragrant rain
falling one by one
acacia petals

pachnący deszcz
spadają jeden po drugim
płatki akacji
      Małgorzata Formanowska, Poland

undoing the urgency
spring sun
on the willow

a witches hat shell on the sand
winter turns
              into spring
      Jenny Fraser, New Zealand

New England barn
a weathervane
rusted South
      Jay Friedenberg, USA

spring breeze
a barefoot woman
begins to dance

gibbous moon
the sliding note
of a guqin
      Seth Friedman, Canada

under the wind
the steady plunk! of maple
into the bucket
      Dennis Owen Frohlich, USA

bitter cold –
not enough hot water
to scald off my guilt
      Joshua Gage, USA

here at last
the saltiness
of our sea

ecco finalmente
la salsedine
del nostro mare
      Barbara Gaiardoni, Italy

spring cleaning
behind the curtain
chrysalis
      Mike Gallagher, Ireland

the gale –
days of Lent
in the village

el ventarrón –
los días de cuaresma
en el villorio

the old man
returns to the battle site –
the same breeze

ya anciano acude
al lugar de la batalla –
la misma brisa
      Rafael García Bidò, Dominican Republic

vanishing star –
no answers
to prayer

nestajanje zvijezde –
nema odgorova
na molitvu
      Goran Gatalica, Croatia

cotton sowing
fragile hopes for bridal gowns . . .
again, gunpowder

сеитба на памук
крехки надежди за булчински рокли
или отново барут
      Ivan Georgiev, Bulgaria/Germany

sepal to sepal
make the spring breeze more drunk
cherries in bloom

کاسبرگ پشت کاسپرک
مست تر می کنند نسیم بهاری را
گیلاس های شکوفه پوش
      Roohallah Ghasemi, Iran

at the slightest touch
the fall
of raspberries
      Mark Gilbert, UK

Lunar craters
Her childhood full of
Memory gaps

Kratery na Księżycu
Jej dzieciństwo pełne
Pamięciowych luk
      Anna Goluba, Poland

lavender stems
her old memories
in a drawer

steli di lavanda
i suoi vecchi ricordi
in un vasetto di lavanda
      Eufemia Griffo, Italy

spring moon clouds
the barred owl
twirls its head

spring rain
rolls down their coats
neighbor and dog
      Andrew Grossman, USA

every moment
a hymn of life –
blue iris in bloom

في كل لحظة
 - ترنيمة حياة
إزهار زهرة السوسن الزرقاء
      Fatma Zohra Habis, Algeria

The cuckoo calls
there is no way
in the wilderness
      Niels Hammer, Sweden

dew-drenched
     waves of frogs spread
from my footsteps
      Lev Hart, Canada

mountain lake
the glacial stillness
in a heron’s eye
      John Hawkhead, UK

problems with sunlight
the inevitable fading
into darkness
      Patricia Hawkhead, UK

moonrise . . .
magnolia buds
hold dew

月亮升起了…
玉兰蓓蕾
含着露水

fox’s cry . . .
moonlight fills
the valley

狐狸的叫声…
月光
满山谷
      David He, China

whispered words
a splash of forsythia
through the mist

fading light
watching a moonflower twirl open
then shut
      Deborah Burke Henderson, USA

collecting
field songs
mockingbird
      Jeff Hoagland, USA

rising from earth
to flitter and wither
this cicada life
      Ruth Holzer, USA

morning dew
a fledgling
at the front door
      Frank Hooven, USA

rain cascades
from the canopy
a nurse log’s many saplings

midday spring stream
all the synonyms
of shimmer
      Lee Hudspeth, USA

zazen . . .
the silence
among moon shadows

summer storm
the flood forges
a new path
      Matilyn Humbert, Australia

serenity
the buds grow quietly
in the moonlight

seninătate
mugurii cresc pe tăcute
la lumina lunii
      Mona Iordan, Romania

beach day . . .
counting the ripples
her steps make
      Samantha Pardo Irigoyen, USA

a long pause
cherry blossom falls
into the silence
      Erica Ison, UK

Central Park
no one talks not even
to their dog

Central Park
niko ne razgovara
ni sa svojim psom

spring whim –
sparrows outshout
the old gossipers

prolećni kapric
vrapci nadvikuju
stare tračare
      Dejan Ivanovic, Serbia

the newborn twins
a million eyes
in the starlit sky
      Lakshmi Iyer, India

first butterfly
my friend visiting
from abroad

初蝶や異国より友きたりけり

hatsuchō ya ikoku yori tomo kitari keri
      Keiko Izawa, Japan

giving a voice
to quietude –
mourning doves

gathering a bouquet
of wildflowers
the bees follow me home
      Rick Jackofsky, USA

Easter weekend
a boy scoops up tadpoles
to set them free
      AJ Johnson, USA

spring rain
the clouds passing
over the moon

a ladybird on a twig
reflecting sunshine
spring morning
      Govind Joshi, India

summer solstice . . .
in sync with temple bell
bellows at sunup

ग्रीष्म अयनांत . . .
मंदिर की घंटी की ताल में
सूर्योदय के समय रंभाहट
      Monica Kakkar, India

Wild roses
over the decayed fence
in full bloom

破れ垣を覆ひ尽くして花茨

Scarlet peonies –
asleep on straw mulch
a black cat

 緋牡丹や眠る黒猫敷き藁に
      Satoru Kanematsu, Japan

the first bees
in the cherry orchard
dancing granddaughter

pierwsze pszczoły
w wiśniowym sadzie
tańcząca wnuczka
      Wiesław Karliński, Poland

in fallen blossoms
sometimes . . .
my lost baby
      Arvinder Kaur, India

sweet scents
this spring morning . . .
blossom sky
      Keitha Keyes, Australia

statue
   of
       liberty
            coming
                  into
                       view
       Noel King, Ireland

rising above
the sandy hole
eyes of a crab
      Ravi Kiran, India

two weeks in
the wren’s eggs
still eggs
      Kim Klugh, USA

silent moth wings . . .
the lighted window divides
two worlds

tiha krila ljiljka . . .
osvijetljen prozor dijeli
dva svijeta

willow catkins –
feeling granny’s palm
on my hair

vrbine mace –
osjećam bakin dlan
na svojoj kosi
      Nina Kovačić, Croatia

distant barking
piercing a tiny hole
in the morning fog
      Jeff Kressmann, USA

gone too soon
his mother’s
bluebonnets
      Kimberly Kuchar, USA

in all these days
of rain and grayness –
the nod of daffodils
      Jill Lange, USA

our relationship
the picnic table’s length
ladybug and i
      Laughing Monkey, USA

shrinking pond searching for the moon
      Barrie Levine, USA

white lilacs
draping the dusk
the loon’s vibrato
      Kathryn Liebowitz, USA

 cherry blossoms
so close to the sky
 in my homeland

цветови трешње
тако су близу неба
у завичају
      Mile Lisica, Serbia

which one to praise?
a field of endless
bluebells
      Robert Lowes, USA

a silent pond
with hundreds of eyes –
lotuses in bloom

occhi a centinaia
nello stagno silenzioso
fiorisce il loto
      Oscar Luparia, Italy

preserved
in a dry tide pool
constellation of sea stars
      Anthony Lusardi, USA

close by
two clay cups
spring breeze
Devoshruti Mandal, India

summer night
the lights of the past
in our present

letnia noc
gwiazdy mrugają do nas
swym dawnym blaskiem
      Urszula Marciniak, Poland

cherry blossom petals . . .
in her last message
a heart still beats

petali di ciliegio . . .
nel suo ultimo messagio
ancora batte un cuore
      Carmela Marino, Italy

pine siskins
explode
sky washed with wings
      Beverly Matherne, USA

nightfall fog
the puffed up sound
of one cricket
      Richard L. Matta, USA

courting parrots
crisscross the maze
forest canopy
      Jo McInerney, Australia

garden stillness
where night begins
moonflower
      MJ Mello, USA

After making love
quiet wash
of new rain
      Jonathan Memmert, USA

There were orchards,
olive and orange trees here
No one remembers

Aquí hubo huertos,
olivos y naranjos
Nadie recuerda
      Lía Miersch, Argentina

my plot
next to father’s grave
moss on the rock

summer solstice
morning sickness
all day long
      Rowan Beckett Minor, USA

toddler
cherry petals
in her wake
      Sarah Mirabile-Blacker, Switzerland

white butterflies
mark the silence
old diary

farfalle bianche
scandiscono il silenzio
vecchio diario

all I need is the wind
in a meadow of anemones –
everything flows

mi basta il vento
in un prato di anemoni –
tutto fluisce
      Daniela Misso, Italy

sunshower
the vocalisations
of a baby crow

ploaie de soare
vocalizele
unui pui de cioară
      Mircea Moldovan, Romania

from hedge to hedge
finches’ repartee
I get out of the way

da siepe a siepe
botta e risposta dei fringuelli
mi tolgo di mezzo
      Luciana Moretto, Italy

a fledgling startled
from the robin’s nest
cell phone camera
      Wilda Morris, USA

short dreams in a long night
the birds begin
without her

first turtles . . .
meeting their sparkle
with mine
      Laurie D. Morrissey, USA

drifting cherry petals
my friend’s funeral
tomorrow
​
a warm wind
fans the palm grove
honking ibis
      Leanne Mumford, Australia

a windless day . . .
deep into the forest’s heart
old railway tracks

o zi fără vânt . . .
vechea cale ferată
în inima pădurii
      Florian Munteanu, Romania

cuckoo’s call
in the still air
a bud opens
      Jiel Narvekar, India

white dogwood
through light fog – a bluebird
preens a ruffled wing
      Arthur Nord, USA

summer road trip
out to the desert
to revisit the old me
      Olivia O, Nigeria

wildflowers
much of my walk spent
standing still
      Nola Obee, Canada

twilight creeps
across the village graveyard
blackbird song

mrak se plazi
čez vaško pokopališče
pesem kosa

school’s over
the buzz
in blooming lindens

šole je konec
brenčanje
v cvetočih lipah
      Polona Oblak, Slovenia

high stepping
in the shallows
blue heron

night rain
the ostrich fern unfurls
in morning light
      Helen Ogden, USA

summer holidays
we part the waves
of skylark song
      Ben Oliver, England, UK

rose bush leaves
I unfurl
into late morning

tapping
into your sweetness
sugar maple
      Debbie Olson, USA

peepers singing
in the marsh
the smell of rain
      Nancy Orr, USA

the robin sings to us
from a flowering blackthorn –
seaside stroll
      Maeve O’Sullivan, Ireland

just enough left
for the ancestors –
vanilla crop
      Scott Packer, Canada

two phoebes
nesting under my deck
rent free
      Jimmy Pappas, USA

holy week
the doxology of
daffodils
      John Pappas, USA

riyaaz
the deep sigh
of our dog
  *Riyaaz: classical Indian music practice
      Vandana Parashar, India

porch rocking chair
the yellow blur
of goldfinches
      M.R. Pelletier, USA

under starlight
two old friends sip tea . . .
white violets
      Marion Poirier, USA

in the meadow
the farmer doesn’t work
cuckoo flowers

snapped twig
a jay’s head appears
amongst the bluebells
      Thomas Powell, N. Ireland

budding birch
             some leaves
still unfallen
      Vishal Prabhu, India

spring mist rises
from the roots of the maple trees
graduation day
      Jude Pultz, USA

brilliant night –
my summer shawl
falls softly

notte splendente –
il mio scialle estivo
scivola lieve
      Maria Cristina Pulvirenti, Italy

slanted sunlight
another stack of books
grows taller

chaos theory . . .
there’s something about
that butterfly
      Tony Pupello, USA

new nest,
          mornings begin early,
                                       at my window.
      Vaishnavi Pusapati, England

before
the blossoms bloom
last breath
      Audrey Quinn, Ireland

summer sun
the tree stump alive
with trumpet flowers
      Carol Raisfeld, USA

by the holy river
a smoking pyre . . .
dawn birdsong
      Meera Rehm, India

a twinge in the knee
that used to just go
late summer grasses
      Sam Renda, South Africa

mile after mile
old stone fences
dividing time
      Edward J. Rielly, USA

mother
nudges her fawn . . .
sun and shadows
      Susan Lee Roberts, USA

I’ll get there
when I get there
summer clouds
      Chad Lee Robinson, USA

without knowing
they are bound to die
blooming lilacs

utan att veta
att te snart ska dö
blommande syrener
      Daniela Rodi, Finland

family reunion –
the weight of stones
and sphagnum moss

tangled roots
under the WWII memorial
unseen graves
      Jacob D. Salzer, USA

family dispute
two herons walk
across the field

కుటుంబ కలహం 
పొలం మధ్యలో నడుస్తున్న 
రెండు కొంగలు 

the star
and I
in the dark

నక్షత్రం
నేను
చీకట్లో 
      Srinivasa Rao Sambangi, India

sunset companion
hanging out in the other boat
a brown pelican

kasamahan sa paglubog ng araw
nakatambay sa kabilang bangka
isang kayumangging pagala
      Ernesto P. Santiago, The Philippines

drum circle
the pulsating rhythm
of heart beats
      Bona M. Santos, USA

night’s dream
on the rim of my coffee mug
waiting for daybreak

রাতের স্বপ্ন
আমার কফি মগের কিনারায়
অপেক্ষা করে প্রভাত সূর্যের
      Jharna Sanyal, India

to live so fully summer sun shower
      Kelly Sargent, USA

daisy petals
the quantum state
of our union
      Agnes Eva Savich, USA

embracing me back –
        the mud
                on my path
      Julie Schwerin, USA

the morning chickadee
practices scales
key of chartreuse
      Ron Scully, USA

day-hatched chicks
in a cardboard box
his favorite flannel
      Paula Sears, USA

cherry petals
the softness
of a baby’s palm
      Manoj Sharma, Nepal

household chores
mom says “hello”
to the money plant
      Richa Sharma, India

old boots
by the open gate –
spring crocus
      Nalini Shetty, India

Early summer breeze –
a big river flows gently
along the castle

 薫風や大河ゆるりと城に沿ひ

In the bamboo grove
the first voice of a warbler
already well-tuned

竹林にはや整へる初音かな
      Kyoko Shimizu, Japan

quaking aspens
spinning leaves
into daydreams
      Michael Shoemaker, USA

storm ends
a crow picks up
last of the daylight

आंधी थमी…
एक कौआ चुनता है
दिन की अंतिम किरण

dusk deepens . . .
a firefly’s glow
brightens the night

गहराती संध्या …
जुगनू की चमक
रात रौशन करे 
      Neena Singh, India

cancer meds
on the kitchen sill –
apple’s gone bad
      Daniel Skach-Mills, USA

rainstorm
a wren’s morning song
quickly forgotten

bedroom skylight
what the moon knows
of loneliness
      Thomas Smith, USA

fire tree
dripping
parched petals

arbol nagtulo
giuhawng
mga gihay
      tea solon, The Philippines

golden hour
the mountain stream
glitters
      Srini, India

altocumulus moon
my first words
in coyote
      Joshua St. Claire, USA

rest area . . .
taking the time to gaze
at the stars

estate sale
bluebonnets blanket
the pasture
      Stephenie Story, USA

we emerge
from hibernation
aspen catkins

fox den
a white feather pinned
to the grass
      Debbie Strange, Canada

cooking his favourite
scrambled eggs . . .
dog’s birthday
      Neha Talreja, India

calculating
the weight of a secret . . .
spring rain

between the end
and the beginning . . .
summer stars
      Angela Terry, USA

hiking companion
for a few seconds
banana slug
      Richard Tice, USA

grandpa is gone –
in the plum tree he planted
a few blossoms

bunicul a plecat –
în prunul plantat de el
câteva flori

grandma’s orchard –
the scent
of freshly mown hay

livada bunicii –
aroma de fân
proaspăt cosit
      Maria Tirenescu, Romania

looking into the mirror
reflections of flowers
alive and dying
      Charles Trammell, USA

fading sun . . .
Buddha’s hand
raised in the distance
      Xenia Tran, Scotland, UK

clouds changing shape empty chrysalis

canopy of stars
the magnitude
of not knowing
     Kevin Valentine, USA

on the path back home
an empty snail shell
filled with rain
      Joanne van Helvoort, The Netherlands

not one crow
stands out
morning assembly
      Sathya Venkatesh, India

exploring new buds . . .
my neighbor’s cat follows me
to my garden

explorând noi lăstari . . .
pisoiul vecinei mă-nsoţeşte
spre grădina mea
      Steliana Cristina Voicu, Romania

patio lunch
my friend’s phone rings
in chickadee

out of the blue
the stilty flamingo
lifts a leg
      Marilyn Appl Walker, USA

fat clouds
a sparrow swells
with song
      Amy Watson, USA

soughing wind
a crane becomes
part of the twilight sky
      Joseph P. Wechselberger, USA

between the leaves
of a Farmers’ Almanac . . .
summer flowers
      Christine Wenk-Harrison, USA

a star falls
upwards in the midnight sky
night flight

retreating tide –
slivers of moonlight
left on the beach
      Richard West, USA

breezes ripple
through the soybeans . . .
school shooting
      Elaine Wilburt, USA

bees in the lavender . . .
my tinnitus
has wings

helter-skelter
             up the mossy trunk . . .
treecreeper
      Tony Williams, Scotland, UK

sunrise –
a flock of redwings
takes flight

fallen petals –
our first spring
without you
      Juliet Wilson, Scotland, UK

cloud gazing
a scissor-tailed flycatcher
cuts the head off a dragon

drying my swimsuit
on the beachhouse railing
double-crested cormorant
      Amber Winter, USA

slowly warming
the ice beneath
a penguin’s egg

sunrise
the river sparkles
in a fawn’s eyes
      Robert Witmer, Japan

creek crossing
our feet find the path
the rocks keep

grocery cart
the warmth
of the last shopper’s hands
      Valorie Broadhurst Woerdehoff, USA

community garden
one raspberry
falling through the fence
      Alan Yan, USA

      dawn stars
gramma wakes us
   with a whisper
      Susan Yavaniski, USA

newborn’s breath
against my cheek
spring breeze
      Nitu Yumnan, UAE

a trace of lava
from the dormant volcano –
my new haiku

ślad lawy
z uśpionego wulkanu
moje nowe haiku
      Eugeniusz Zacharski, Poland
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