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Autumn Moon Haiku Journal 2:2, Spring/Summer 2019

6/16/2019

 
Welcome to the second Spring/Summer issue of Autumn Moon Haiku Journal. For many of you, a long winter that produced the incredible experience of yellow forsythia and daffodils, and other flowers and their colors, including cherry blossoms. One can see why kigo (season words) are dominated by flowers in the appropriate seasons. In early February 2019 my video talk “Uto-Aztec Flower World, Japanese Kigo, and Worldwide Key Words” was presented at the World Haiku Conference in Pune, India. I noted that in Japan such worldwide spiritual states derived from nature may be linked to the nature religion Shinto and its elevated phenomenological reception of the natural world which in turn may be linked to the poetics of haiku and kigo, a suggestive season word, particularly a heightened and synesthetic evoking of perceptual experience. In Japan, the flora and fauna were organized in saijiki ("year time chronicle", a list of kigo used in haiku and related forms). Despite the curious changes taking place in the natural world due to global warming or other not well recognized natural changes, the “Flower World” still exists as do the heightened kigo and key word moments of haiku experience in that world. Many of the haiku you will find in this issue are expressed in this spirit.
 
Bruce Ross, June 2019
 
 
a butterfly -
on the flower trail
traces the path

una farfalla -
sul sentiero dei fiori
traccia il percorso
            Vincenzo Adamo, Italy
 
                                                                                                                                               day moon
                                                                                                                                               my restless night
                                                                                                                                               follows me
                                                                                                                                                Joanna Ashwell, UK
 
creek sound -
in the wicker basket
mushrooms

rumore del torrente
dentro il cesto di vimini
funghi porcini
            Pasquale Asprea, Italy
 
                                                                                                                                                 at midnight
                                                                                                                                                 I almost hear them
                                                                                                                                                 frogs singing
                                                                                                                                                                 Dyana Basist, USA
 
a door slams
in the empty dollhouse . . .
summer rain
            Mark E. Brager, USA
 
                                                                                                                                               bee rolls in pollen
                                                                                                                                               of a prickly pear blossom
                                                                                                                                               morning heat
                                                                                                                                                                  Alanna C. Burke, USA
 
seeing where
the argument is headed
cloud of juniper pollen
            Sondra Byrnes, USA
 
                                                                                                                                                  blueberries tinge
                                                                                                                                                  the edge of my bucket -
                                                                                                                                                  late summer sky
                                                                                                                                                                          Theresa Cancro, USA
 
retirement home -
no visitors today
only the spring breeze

căminul de bătrâni –
niciun vizitator astăzi
doar adierea de primăvară
            Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă, Romania
 
 
                                                                                                                                   in the alleys
                                                                                                                                                  orange blossom scent . . .
                                                                                                                                                  the rest escapes me
 
                                                                                                                                                  nei vicoli
                                                                                                                                                  profumo di zagare . . .
                                                                                                                                                  il resto mi sfugge
                                                                                                                                                                 Luci Cardillo, Italy
 
 
diving deep
a cormorant leads
into spring
                    Matthew Caretti, USA
 
 
                                                                                                                                              rain puddles -
                                                                                                                                              stepping around pieces of
                                                                                                                                              fallen sky
                                                                                                                                                           Vernon Chain, USA
 
 
white lilac
throwing in the bin
all my scribbles
 
liliacul alb
arunc la gunoi toate
mâzgălelile
            Cezar Ciobîcă, Romania
 
 
                                                                                                                                   returning geese
                                                                                                                                                  my heart is full
                                                                                                                                                  of home
 
                                                                                                                                                  how moss holds
                                                                                                                                                  footprints as we pass
                                                                                                                                                  forest path
                                                                                                                                                                     Sue Colpitts, Canada
 
 
                                                         pond strider the silence of Cassiopeia
                                                                                                            Martin Cohen, USA
 
 
april sky
on a tombstone
the name of a flower
 
cielo d’aprile
sulla lapide
il nome di un fiore
 
spring evening
a little boy plays
with loneliness
 
sera di primavera
un bimbo gioca
con la solitudine
                 Maria Concetta Conti, Italy
 

                                                                                                                                   insomnia
                                                                                                                                   the forester counts
                                                                                                                                                  fireflies
 
                                                                                                                                                  безсъния
                                                                                                                                                  горският брои
                                                                                                                                                  светулки
                                                                                                                                                           Radostina Dragostinova, Bulgaria
 
summer solstice
twilight falls
on the empty seat
            Roger Dutcher, USA
 
                                                            The flowers come back:
                                                            In the donkey’s hoof print
                                                            the lark drinks.

                                                            Vuelven las flores:
                                                            En la huella del asno
                                                            la alondra bebe.
                                                                        Elìas Dàvila Silva, Mexico
 
ritual at dawn -
listening to the universe
in a cup of tea

ritual în zori -
ascultând universul
în ceaşca de ceai
            Carmen Duvalma, Romania
 
                                                                                                                                                 Pure love -
                                                                                                                                                  just like the sky
                                                                                                                                                  in springtime

                                                                                                                                                  Dragoste pură
                                                                                                                                                  întocmai cum e cerul
                                                                                                                                   în primăvară
                                                                                                                                                                  Adina Enăchescu, Romania
 

an egg warm
in her hand -
spring moon

growing older
grass growing
under my feet
               David Käwika Eyre, USA
 
                                                                                                                                              warbler proffering
                                                                                                                                              swatches of buttercup
                                                                                                                                 to a waking forest
                                                                                                                                                                     Art Fredeen, Canada
 
April, more poems
about cherry blossoms
than cherry blossoms
               William Scott Galasso, USA
 
                                                            ah to be alive
                                                            when the nightingale 
                                                            sings sings

                                                            ah estar vivo
                                                            cuando canta canta
                                                            el ruiseñor

                                                            to be a horse
                                                            on the plain with flowers       
                                                            April breeze

                                                            ser un caballo
                                                            en el llano con flores
                                                            brisa de abril
                                                                        Rafael Garcia Bidó, Dominican Republic
 
first dew -
glittering butterfly
on mother’s palm

prva rosa -
svjetlucavi leptir
na majčinom dlanu
            Goran Gatalica, Croatia
 
                                                                                                                                                  last year’s nest in the tree
                                                                                                                                                  so far
                                                                                                                                                 only the sound of rain
                                                                                                                                                                       LeRoy Gorman, Canada
 
                                                                            a day in the life of a Mayfly
                                                                                                              Charles Harmon, USA
 
thick fog
countless syllables
of a cuckoo’s call

浓雾中
布谷一声叫
音节数不清

whispering reeds
an empty boat fills
with moonlight

沙沙芦苇
月光
满空舟
            David He, People’s Republic of China
 
                                                                                                                                                   paddling
                                                                                                                                                    into the night sky
                                                                                                                                                    my canoe soars
                                                                                                                                                                         Marilyn Henighan, Canada
 
Brant Goose
when will you go back north?
East River

Buranto Gachō
itsu kita ni agaru no
isuto riba
 
ブランド がちょ
いつ北に上がるの
イスト リーバ

spring willow branches
floating in the breeze
rippled water

shunryū no eda
kaze ni ukabu
sazanami no mizu
 
春柳の枝
風に浮かぶ
さざ波の水
                 Judith Hishikawa, USA            

Picture
                                                      Su Wai Hlaing, Myanmar
 
                                                                                                                                                      daffodils bending
                                                                                                                                                      under the weight of spring frost
                                                                                                                                                      northward equinox
                                                                                                                                                                         Louisa Howerow, Canada
 
afternoon ginko
summer shadows
dapple the path
            Marilyn Humbert, Australia
 
                                                                                                                                                Blooming peonies
                                                                                                                                                through the garden’s fence -
                                                                                                                                                no one passing by

                                                                                                                                                Bujori înfloriţi
                                                                                                                                                printre gardul grădinii -
                                                                                                                                                niciun trecător

                                                                                                                                                The old man leaves -
                                                                                                                                                withered peonies
                                                                                                                                                on the bench

                                                                                                                                                 Bătrânul pleacă -
                                                                                                                                                 bujorii ofiliţi
                                                                                                                                                 rămân pe bancă
                                                                                                                                        Letiţia Lucia Iubu, Romania
 
filling
an empty birdbath
moonlight
            Rick Jackofsky, USA
 
                                                                                                                                                   May clean-up
                                                                                                                                                   potted roses unfurl
                                                                                                                                                   beside mom’s grave
                                                                                                                                           Jeanne Jorgensen, Canada
 
                                                          all I know for certain cicada shell
                                                                                           Elmedin Kadric, Sweden
 

                                                                           Driving home
                                                                           a spring full moon
                                                                           right and left

                                                      車で家へ右へ左へ春の月

                                         kuruma de ie e migi e hidari e haru no tsuki
                                                                                               Satoru Kanematsu, Japan
 

                                                                                                                                                  even softer
                                                                                                                                                  through the dirty window -
                                                                                                                                                  spring sunset
                                                                                                                                                                      Skylar Kay, Canada
 
driving
nobody’s point home
starlight
            William Keckler, USA
 
                                                                                                                                                  April snow
                                                                                                                                                  the only daffodil
                                                                                                                                                  on my lapel
                                                                                                                                                                    kjmunro, Canada
 
California poppies
our daughter’s first
steps
              Deborah P Kolodji, USA
 
                                                                                                                                                  at rest
                                                                                                                                                  on my hammock
                                                                                                                                                  a white butterfly
                                                                                                                                                                      Jill Lange, USA
 
softening rain
what’s left
of family
              Jessica Malone Latham, USA
 
                                                                                                                                                strawberry moon
                                                                                                                                                white peonies bow
                                                                                                                                                beneath the rain
                                                                                                                                                                    Kristen Lindquist, USA
 
bonding trip . . .
we paddle through
summer stars

鞏固友誼之旅 ...
我們的船槳划過了
夏天星星

moss-covered rock
what I could have been
otherwise

苔蘚覆蓋的岩石
要不然的話
我本來可以做的這些事
                           Chen-Ou Liu, Canada
 
                                                                                                                                                  the sheep
                                                                                                                                                  bound out of their pen -
                                                                                                                                                  last day of school
                                                                                                                                                                          Cyndi Lloyd, USA
 
kite in hand
a boy watches
the rain fall
            Gregory Longnecker, USA
 
                                              pale Spring sky its there-ness, this crow
                                                                                 Marietta McGregor, Australia


                                                                                                                                                spring warmth
                                                                                                                                                the taste of strawberry wine
                                                                                                                                                on my wife’s lips
                                                                                                                                       John McManus, England, UK
 
Under the rain,
with boughs of wisteria
Sixty years old

Bajo la lluvia,
con ramos de glicina
Sesenta años
                Lía Miersch, Argentina
 
                                                                                                                                                  big blue sky
                                                                                                                                                  today’s to-do list
                                                                                                                                                  is set aside
                                                                                                                                                                  Joanne Morcom, Canada
 
floral tablecloth . . .
her summer dress
nightfall

tovaglia a fiori . . .
il suo vestito estivo
cala la note
                    Luciana Moretto, Italy
 
                                                                                                                                                  olive oil
                                                                                                                                                  thyme there
                                                                                                                                                  under snow

                                                                                                                                                  zeytinyağı
                                                                                                                                                  kekik orada
                                                                                                                                                  kar altında
 
                                                                                                                                                  aceite de oliva
                                                                                                                                                  el tomillo allí
                                                                                                                                                  abajo la nieve
                                                                                                                                                                    Guliz Mutlu, Turkey
 
queen anne’s lace
floating in the field -
summer largesse
               Suzanne Niedzielska, USA
 
                                                                                                                                                  swallowtail
                                                                                                                                                  the struggle to strengthen
                                                                                                                                                  new wings
                                                                                                                                                                 Nola Obee, Canada
 
 
putting down
my reading glasses . . .
petals in the wind
 
odložim
očala za branje...
cvetni listki v vetru
                Polona Oblak, Slovenia
 

                                                                                                                                                  the final song
                                                                                                                                                  of chorus frogs
                                                                                                                                                  first light
                                                                                                                                                             Victor Ortiz, USA
 
flatline -
a dragonfly hovers
above the surface
               Roland Packer, Canada
 
                                                                                                                                                  spring breeze
                                                                                                                                                  the mockingbird’s song
                                                                                                                                                  gets carried away
                                                                                                                                                                    Sarah Paris, USA
 
 
dusk rain
your hair fragrance
on the towel
 
в сумерках дождь
запах твоих волос
на полотенце
              Philmore Place, Belarus
 
                                                                                                                                                  the fox’s path
                                                                                                                                                  through a hole in the hedge
                                                                                                                                                  a meadow and its stars
 
                                                                                                                                                  llwybr y llwynog
                                                                                                                                                  drwy dwll yn y clawdd
                                                                                                                                                   y waun a’i sêr
                                                                                                                                                                       Thomas Powell, Wales, UK
 
 
for a moment
I remember I belong
wildflowers
 
if I just packed
my few things and walked . . .
moonlit night
              Samantha Renda, South Africa
 
 
                                                                                                                                                 mist
                                                                                                                                                 in this spring morning
                                                                                                                                                 waiting
                                                                                                                                       Edward J. Rielly, USA
 
 
spring dawn
the stillness
of my quiet mind
              Bona M. Santos, USA
 
                                                                                                                                            
                                                                                                                                                 we forget
                                                                                                                                                 about the rain
                                                                                                                                                 chiffchaff song
 
                                                                                                                                                 nous oublions
                                                                                                                                                 les gouttes de pluie
                                                                                                                                                 chant du pouillot véloce
 
                                                                                                                                                  this morning
                                                                                                                                                  everybody looks young
                                                                                                                                                  first day of summer
 
                                                                                                                                                 ce matin
                                                                                                                                                 tout le monde a l’air jeune
                                                                                                                                                 premier jour d’été
                                                                                                                                                                      Olivier Schopfer, Switzerland
 
 
first lilacs
I was not always
this age
              Ann K. Schwader, USA
 
 
 
                                                                In hospital
                                                                her trial walk with a stick
                                                                cherry blossoms in chill
 
                                                               院内を杖つきて試歩花の冷え

                                                               Innai  wo tsue tsukite shiho hana no hie
                                                                                                                                     Kyoko Shimizu, Japan
 
 
                                                                                                                                                 summer moon
                                                                                                                                                 stopping to count seashells
                                                                                                                                                 an old man
                                                                                                                                                                     Albert Shlaht, USA
 
                                                                   Summer afternoon,
                                                               in the wave that breaks
                                                                          a rainbow…
 
                                                                   Tarde de verano,
                                                                en la ola que rompe
                                                                         un arcoíris.
                                                                           Leticia Sicilia, Spain
 
 
 this spider web’s
 vanishing point:
 without intellect
                  Guy Simser, Canada
 
 
                                              green buds on my walking stick spring’s first day
                                                                                             d w skrivseth, USA
 
 
moon bridge
I row through a circle
of light
 
wild mushrooms
the scent of earth roots me
to home
                Debbie Strange, Canada
 
 
                                                                                                                                                 Drops of dew -
                                                                                                                                                 over the green grass
                                                                                                                                                 my tears
 
                                                                                                                                                 Boabe de rouă -
                                                                                                                                                 lacrimile mele
                                                                                                                                                 peste iarba crudă
                                                                                                                                                                   Constantin Stroe, Romania
 
 
sunlit garden
the old dog runs
through his dreams
               Rachel Sutcliffe, England, UK
 
 
                                                                                                                                                  butting heads
                                                                                                                                                  seahorses gently weave
                                                                                                                                                  through moonlight
                                                                                                                                                                       Barbara A. Taylor, Australia
 
 
flower girls
in their frilly dresses
strawberry moon
              Angela Terry, USA
 
                                                                                                                                                  dry earth -
                                                                                                                                                  grandmother praying
                                                                                                                                                  to start the rain
 
                                                                                                                                                  pământul uscat -
                                                                                                                                                  bunica rugându-se
                                                                                                                                                  să-nceapă ploaia
 
                                                                                                                                                  the girl learns
                                                                                                                                                  a song about summer -
                                                                                                                                                  soft rain
 
                                                                                                                                                  fata învaţă
                                                                                                                                                  un cântec despre vară -
                                                                                                                                                  plouă domol
                                                                                                                                                                          Maria Tirenescu, Romania
 
 
 
                                                                     smile of a newborn
                                                                     the peony opening up
                                                                     a world
 
                                                 新生児のほほえみ芍薬の花開く

                                   shinseiji no hoho-emi shiyakuyaku no hana hiraku
                                                                                                         Norie Umeda, Japan
 
                                                                                                                                                  willow on the shore -
                                                                                                                                                  heavy with buds a branch
                                                                                                                                                  sinks the moon
 
                                                                                                                                                  salcia la mal -
                                                                                                                                                  grea de muguri o creangă
                                                                                                                                                  scufundă luna
                                                                                                                                                                        Ana Urma, Romania
 
 
apple blossom
on the plastic table cloth -
the wind carries rain
 
appelbloesem
op het plastic tafelkleed -
de wind brengt regen
               Joanne van Helvoort, Netherlands
 
                                                                                                                                                  childern’s party -
                                                                                                                                                  through snapdragon flowers
                                                                                                                                                  chasing a dragon
 
                                                                                                                                                  petrecere de copii -
                                                                                                                                                  prin flori de gura-leului
                                                                                                                                                  urmărind un dragon
                                                                                                                                                            Steliana Cristina Voicu, Romania
 
 
trying to conceive
a plum blossom settles
at my feet
 
across the red haze
of grass shoots
the baby’s sigh
              Lucy Whitehead, UK
 

                                                                                                                                                 summer field walk
                                                                                                                                                 finding answers to which
                                                                                                                                                 there are no questions
 
                                                                                                                                                  pola latem
                                                                                                                                                  znajduję odpowiedzi
                                                                                                                                                  na które nie ma pytań
                                                                                                                                                                           Ernest Wit, Poland
 
 
embrace
of an old friend
dandelions
                Valorie Woerdehoff, USA


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