First Prize: glassy lake flocks of snow geese pull up the moon Debbie Strange, Canada Many haiku have been written about the effect of moonlight and the moon's reflection. This haiku is unique and highly poetic in its expression. Second Prize: a snail’s trail . . . all night this meandering toward the moon Lorin Ford, Australia This haiku is mysterious somehow. Is this the poet or the snail wandering? The trail shining with moonlight. Third Prize: autumn moon left outside the store the unsold pumpkin Stephen Toft, UK A haunting relationship of the world of commerce and the moon itself as mirrored by this solitary pumpkin. Honorable Mentions: (in alphabetical order) dad's ashes drifting out to sea black moon Vaters Asche treibt aufs Meer hinaus ein schwarzer Mond Beate Conrad, Germany increasingly rare the song of the birds– autumn fog sempre più raro il canto degli uccelli– nebbia autunnale Angela Giordano, Italy Beginning of autumn the voice of loneliness hidden in glances În prag de toamnă glasul singurătății se-ascunde-n priviri Gabriela Genţiana Groza, Romania rising moon a cyclist wobbles across cobblestones luna vzhaja kolesar se opoteče prek tlakovcev Polona Oblak, Slovenia midnight i shift a moon with my breath полноќ месечина со здив поместувам Pere Risteski, Macedonia the pull of my paddle– river moon Julie Warther, USA autumn moon… trying not to lose my self-control ...قمر الخريف أحاول أن أتمالك نفسي Ali Znaidi, Tunisia |
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Founder (emeritus): Bruce Ross Editors: Astrid Andreescu Kristen Lindquist Art: Murray D. Ross Archives
November 2024
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