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Jackson, James
The stars light the sky, / and service the universe … / it won’t blow a fuse! 1:4, 45

Jaffa, Aileen R.
Tails at tentative — / Noses quivering in doubt — / Her dog meets his dog. 7:3, 34

Jahrling, Barbara
Steel walls sprout weedlike / amid polished Tudor stone / and patterned gardens. 5:3, 36
The humble cabin / becomes a gingerbread house; / reality fades. 3:3, 21

James, Donna
Smooth as the wind blows, / a boy pushes leaves downward / until they are still. 2:1, 42

James, Tamra
Train going places / running slow and slower / in midnight tunnels. 7:1, 23

Janaki
Through dark forest pines / delicate legs teetering / walk white stilts of birch. 3:3, 36

Janeczko, Paul B.
A bent old man stares / at abandoned paper boats / on the pond at dusk 9:2, 50

Jaramillo, Richard
The snow will come tonight… / clouds are swallowing up / the mountains. 3:1, 26; 3:3, 23

Jennings, Lane
Cadillac / towed away / (Hmph! serves him right!) 7:3, 34

Jensen, Joan
In the still twilight / the clatter of a leaf / failing. 1:4, 12
Moths / Circling the light bulb / Memories. 1:1, 32
On the shore / jagged lines of seaweed / my footprints. 1:3, 13

Jessee, Rita
Silent in the night / with all his senses alert, / the wolf goes unseen 9:2, 44
The trees bend their heads / in lonely greeting to them / as they walk homeward 9:2, 45
Jesus Leaving Vegas, by Michael McClintock, S.L. Poulter, and Virginia Brady Young [book note] 7:2, 47

Jewell, Foster
A bigger splash / and all that water talk-talk / along the turtle log. 5:2, 24
A common crow and I / floating over clouds / in arroyo pool. 7:4, 25
A grayness / where the blue lake was / the softened horizon. 6:2, 25
A lull in the wind / and among dark lilly pads / blossoms the full moon. 9:2, 37 (r)
A wood thrush sings — / accompanying the song / a hidden brook. 6:1, 25
About the echo / after that last echo / the listening … 1:2, 11
After a moment, / the leaf I thought had fallen / fluttering again. 3:3, 25
After all these months, / in this vase of withered weeds — / still wind-blown rhythms 1:2, 36 (r)
After coyote calls / the looking all around / for the difference — not there. 6:3, 25
After glowing like that, / see how the moon shivers / just touching the lake. 4:3, 16
After the riot … / just in the street-emptiness … / the fullness of it. 2:2, 25
After the sunset flare, / these far off clouds still glowing … / spirit of haiku? 6:1, 25
After thunder rumblings / the utter stillness / of the leaves … 9:2, 37 (r)
Against river rush / struggling of a slim new moon / just to hold its own. 2:3, 5; 4:2, 10 (a)
All yesterday’s trails, / trillium to goldenrod, / returning to snow 10:2, 37 (r)
Already, see, / in the chilly swimming hole / those little polliwogs. 5:1, 24
Among these great oaks / that one little voice / singing pee-wee-e … pee-wee-e … 5:1, 25
And afterward / the passing of heron wings / becomes this endless song … 7:4, 40 (r)
and all the corn shocked / as trees along the fence row / show their bare limbs. 4:3, 16
and only the moon / still comes to the old stock pond — / just a puddle now. 4:1, 4, 25; 5:3, 42 (r)
Answering the loon / left along on the lake … / not laughter — and yet 1:1, 9
At sundown / the sparrow’s one note song / telling it all. 7:3, 25
Balsams under snow — / more vivid than before, / their invisible green. 2:1, 24
Beachcombing … / the finding of an old pine knot … / holding it awhile 1:3, 25
Beside a puddle / where the old swimming hole was — / watching polliwogs. 4:1, 24
Beyond and beyond, / same rhythm of the sand dunes / on and on and on. 1:1, 33 (r)
Beyond each hilltop, / still another valley / with a hilltop beyond. 3:1, 7
Bit of conglomerate: / motionless horned toad — / the too bright eyes. 7:4, 24
Blackened snowdrift / creeping back under the pines, / feeding that small brook 4:1, 24
Blustery morning — / just a shiver of chipmunk! / gone — like that! 8:4, 18
Breathing-sound of horned owl wings / follows trails of silence — / motionless mouse. 3:2, 25
Buzzard performance … / but after a while / the mourning dove song. 6:3, 24
By abandoned mine shaft — / bones … / and the glitter of pyrites. 7:2, 24
By lantern light / all the falling stars / this dripping night. 8:2, 25
Calmness of floating moon / nearing canyon waterfall … / Good Heavens! 7:3, 24
Camper’s “Mountain Music” — / Against the bastion / silent song of soaring wings. 8:1, 24
Campfire dimming some / and with settling of embers / the moon’s edge … moving. 3:2, 25
Campfire embers die — / and suddenly the heavens / come alive with stars. 3:1, 7
Campfire for company, / my shivering shadow / left on canyon wall. 3:2, 24
Canyon wind solo / then / coyote chorus. 8:1, 25
Cardinals / and falling red leaves / flocking together 9:2, 38 (r)
Children in silence, / the horizon in their eyes, / ride the plow horse home. 4:3, 16
Climbing from the lake / and lost among the sand dunes, / at last the sun sets. 3:3, 24
Climbing into crest, / combers coast with sea gull wings / wheeling on the wind. 3:1, 7
Cloud shadows … / their crossing courtyard quiet / from room to room. 1:4, 25
Cloud shadows and mine / wallowing up and over / sand dune swells. 6:2, 25
Color change / in the owl’s hoo hooing / after moonrise… 10:2, 37 (r)
Color in the east — / down burrows go the gleaners — / back to night. 8:1, 24
Coming and going / with invisible breezes / the smoke tree’s shadow. 3:3, 24
Coming in the night / mushrooms in the orchard / as if we still lived here. 5:3, 41 (r)
Coming with night shower / of sycamore leaves / another failing star. 5:3, 25
Concerns of the quail / discussed by quail voices / so ineffably sweet … 8:3, 24
Conflagration / of a butterfly weed! / The crow’s cold eye. 8:4, 25
Contagious / that milkweed pod grin — / now others, and I … 8:4, 24
Crane wings at sundown / folding in slow motion — / lingering reflection. 4:1, 24
Crane wings in slow motion / breathing on marsh mirrors — / whispering shadows. 5:3, 24
Crossing the stream, / how confused the moon becomes / among the stepping stones. 4:1, 25
Darkness nears, / and there, the “Ghost Flower”, / real — and living! 7:2, 25
Dawn on the desert — / everything looking new, / everything so old. 6:2, 24
Desert flowers closing, / but in the western sky / the clouds … 7:2, 25
Desert magic — / to find it / in palos-verde’s leafless green. 7:2, 24
Down the ditch / the raft of children’s laughter / stopped by the watergate. 4:3, 16
Down the river / still clinging to its tree limb — / a fragment of woodbine. 1:4, 25
Dreaming … / the inconstant world of cloud / moving away. 7:4, 24
Drifting off all by itself / so much of the time — / the smoke tree. 6:3, 24
Dust covered mirror: / those shadows only half seen / following my movements … 1:4, 25
Each for himself / from bobcat to lizard … / song of the goldfinch. 8:3, 24
Emerging from rocks / a tortoise just looks at me / and goes on his way. 2:4, 25
Even in the stockpond, / this flowering / of an evening cloud. 5:2, 25
Even the pond / holds the passing of wild geese / to the very last. 5:1, 24
Even uphill / balls of baby quail / keep right on rolling. 8:3, 24
Expecting company, / he puts a curl in his tail — / the scorpion. 7:4, 25
Fall’s overnight world / with its foliage of frost … / a partridge drumming. 4:3, 16
Feeding time in snow / with every other chicken / becoming a quail. 4:3, 16
Feeling the ocean swells, / and way off there, the gulls, / following ships to sea. 1:3, 25
Fighting wind and wet wash — / never wondering, then, / about soaring gulls. 2:2, 24
Finally fallen, / populous old saguaro — / owls’ moving day 8:2, 24
Finding at a spring / an other-world closeness / as my breath stirs a star. 6:1, 25
Finding in a puddle / a waterbug and I / in the same bubble. 10:2, 36 (r)
Finding it wilting — / what my book calls / the “Live-Forever” flower. 7:2, 24
First light of dawn / and out of lost horizon / looms the Joshua tree. 2:4, 24
First spring shower / and flooding dry arroyo / comes the canyon wren song. 6:3, 25
Following along / and watching my burro’s ears / telling me nothing. 2:4, 25
Following woods path / and returning, the same woods / never seen before. 3:3, 24
Four old back porches / climb the outside stairway, / one on top of another. 2:2, 24
Fourth floor window box — / tattered flower catalog … / midnight … one … half past … 2:2, 24
From canyon rim, / down past soaring eagles … / down past … down … down … 2:3, 8
From children and brook / the same kinds of sound — / the birds, too — 10:2, 36 (r)
From my burro’s pack — / kettle and coffee pot sounds — / those flop-flopping ears. 2:4, 24
From the waterfall / another river rises, / weaving off in mist. 5:2, 45 (r)
From the wintry loft / explosion of summer smells / as the hay comes down 9:1, 11
From vanishing world / a last coyote call, / and final silence 8:3, 25
Frost on the firewood; / hot red of the cold apples / from the cellar hole 9:1, 11
Full moon / and the round sound / of the owl’s hoo-oo — 9:2, 38 (r)
Garden deserted / revealing how each flower / become a wild rose 1:2, 36 (r)
Ghosts of desert roads / and their way of wandering / where I want to go 1:1, 33 (r)
Gliding through the pond, / the reflection of the crane / leaves legs in its wake. 3:1, 7
Gone off with its log / and its wandering river, / that old mud turtle. 3:3, 6
Gravel flying — / tearing up the arroyo — / road runner’s wild eye. 6:3, 24
Haiku poet / finding in a thistle’s thorns / what the world has lost [haiga] 1:2, 37 (r)
Happy Hunting Ground: / Orion with his dog, / moving right along. 8:1, 25
Haunting dim shadows, / fireflies everywhere — / remains of the old moon. 7:3, 25
Haven of an outcrop / with the cool look of a pool — / frosted with salt. 6:2, 24
Heaven’s nearness / with moon and evening star / sharing canyon pool with me. 8:3, 24
Here, grazing sheep — / over misty ridges / drift flocks of chamisa. 8:1, 24
His nightfall of thorns — / “Poor Will! Poor Will!” / calls the goatsucker. 8:2, 25
Hot red of woodbine / wrapping the oak. / October dusk. 8:4, 25
How a brook so small / becomes in its wanderings / a pathway for stars … 4:3, 16
How strong this urge / to follow wild geese / in their certainty. 9:2, 36 (r)
How the evening light / and the veery’s last song / become one another. 9:2, 36 (r)
Hungry this morning — / spilling over the mountain, / the yolk of the sun. 2:4, 24
Hurrying onward / wrapt in his fur of silence / the caterpillar. 6:1, 24
In a bayou quiet … / in my paddle’s lift … and dip … / if the blue heron … 1:3, 24
In autumn moonlight / looking for wagon wheel tracks / of a country road. 3:3, 25
In dimming dusk light / a crane is leading his legs / to the all night stand. 2:3, 4
In his loneness, / the owl carries his silence / through the listening woods. 2:1, 25
In November / forgetting how red they were — / these last leaves… 10:2, 36 (r)
In southern wind sighs, / the palm’s shadow fingertips / softening stone wall. 1:4, 24
In still marsh water, / old heron and rail fence / sharing their reflections. 3:1, 7
In the brook where a boy / made faces at himself — / this blurred white cloud … 4:1, 24
In the evening breeze / somewhere the canyon wren’s song / the smoke tree’s shadow. 3:2, 24
In the evening light / the silent rows of live oaks — / the vacant mansion. 1:4, 24
In the hush of dusk, / in empty fireside rockers, / the silent voices. 1:4, 25
In the mourning dove song, / the mansion’s flaking pillars … / the wind bells’ fragments. 1:4, 24
In utter stillness / the dropping sounds … / my burro sighs. 7:3, 24
Its leaves lighting up — / now — for these few moments / the street’s one tree 2:2, 25
Job well along, / the buzzards taking their time / this morning. 6:3, 24
Just audible, / that trickling of moonlight / crossing the meadow. 5:1, 4, 25
Just mumbling along — / where the river used to shout: / springtime waterfalls. 2:3, 8
Just one for moonrise, / but here it comes, / anyway … 9:3, 50
Just whistling along / as if hickory nut trees / meant nothing to me. 5:3, 25
Killdeer cries / and bursting from fog silence / comes the laughter of a loon. 5:3, 24
Knee-deep in twilight — / all the calmness of the pond / in the old cow’s eyes. 4:2, 4, 25
Last screech owl cry — / How quietly the dawnlight / comes creeping through the woods. 5:2, 24
Lavender of leaves — / in shadow — and in sunlight — / suddenly green. 1:3, 24
Left a beachcomber, / and now, in my footsteps, / the sea follows me. 1:2, 37 (r)
Left on mountain wall — / down over the balsams — / the snowfall — the falls. 2:1, 25
Left to themselves / small flocks of fog / wander off up side canyons. 7:2, 24
Listening / to the snowfall / finally, a dog somewhere. 8:4, 18
Listening once more / for hollow tree silence / to become a humming. 6:1, 25
Little by little / coloring the gray boulder / the grays of lichen 8:4, 25
Looking for crawdads / and polliwogs — / finding myself. 6:1, 24
Lost in the sun / poetry of eagle wings / coming out of the blue. 7:4, 24
Moment of settling — / the sea gull mirror-wed — / the silent wing-sigh … 1:3, 25
Moonlight and shadow / changing hills and valleys — / constant whippoorwill. 4:3, 16
More lone my shadow / with ever longer strides / leaving the sun behind. 8:3, 24
Morning dew drips from leaves. / with thankful gestures, / the sparrow drinks. 8:3, 24
Mortuary — dawn — / barrels stuffed with flowers: / who would ever know … 2:2, 24
Mountain shadow / crossing the evening river / at the old fording place. 2:3, 8
My shadow / going forth / into darkness. 8:3, 25
My shadow and I; / the trees / and their shadows … 9:2, 36 (r)
Nearing me slowly / silently touching my hand — / the feel of moonlight 3:2, 25
Night shift goes to ground; / sun in the high hawk’s eye / and his brood calling. 8:1, 24
Night snowfall, / and where pasture hummocks were: / distant hiss and vales. 8:4, 18
Night stillness — / canyon’s hollow echoes / repeating — night stillness. 2:3, 8
Night wind in the pines — / and / never finding at dawn / the far waterfall. 4:3, 16
“Nine Days on the Desert” [sequence] 6:3, 24–25; 7:1, 24–25; 7:2, 24–25; 7:3, 24–25; 7:4, 24–25; 8:1, 24–25; 8:2, 24–25; 8:3, 24–25;
No fool’s gold: / desert sky and desert dunes / at sunrise. 7:4, 24
No more flowers, / and only sparrows now, / but oh, these first snowflakes! 8:4, 18
Not a breath of wind, / but see how marsh cattails sway / while the blackbirds sing. 5:2, 25
Now a mockingbird / and now my burro sings — / the dancing heat waves. 2:4, 25
Now and then a leaf / floating up from a cloud — / spinning on the pond 1:2, 37 (r)
Off beyond the beyond, / yesterdays, tomorrows? … / the drifting sand dunes. 3:2, 25
Old courtyard walls / telling in their silence … / telling … telling … 1:4, 25
Old house / and old dreams — / a last look back 10:2, 36 (r)
On canyon walls / my campfire flares and fades / with echoing coyote calls. 8:2, 25
On my canvas roof / intermittent tap of rain — / messages from space? … 8:2, 25
On the stillness of dunes / the salt waltzes / up and over. 6:2, 25
On this sultry night, / while the moon floats in the pond, / cowslips crowd the shore. 4:2, 25
One “Desert Trumpet” / then echoing all around / more and more and more. 7:2, 24
Outside the window box — / sprouting of first green onion: / the dinner topic. 2:2, 25
Over and under / weaving sagebrush onto sky / a jack rabbit’s ears. 3:2, 24
Over my sleeping bag, / the owl’s silent gliding: / this deeper darkness … 2:1, 25
Pack burro and I / chewing barrel cactus pulp, / even our shadows. 2:4, 25
Palo verdes — / light of their kind of greenness / following down the dry wash. 6:2, 24
Passed an hour ago: / those smelly sunflowers — / could be wild artichoke! 7:2, 25
Passing brook bubbles / gathering … discarding … / reflections 10:2, 37 (r)
Pasture dim and gray. / That glowing here and there — / may be persimmons … 8:4, 25
Pausing to listen … / left so full of silence now / this hollow bee tree. 5:3, 41 (r)
Perhaps the last snow; / for whatever time it has, / just letting it. 9:2, 36 (r)
Pine tops hold the sun / while the blue of the sky / captures snow shadows. 2:1, 25
Plagued by sunflowers, / but this last one: / pressing it. 8:4, 25
“Poetry as a Way of Life (An Excerpt from No. 3 Reading by Foster Jewell)” [essay] 8:2, 36–37
Posing on a pack horse, / four children and a doll: / the mountains beyond. 2:3, 5
Prisoned in thorns / blooms of cholla cactus / silently calling me. 7:1, 24
Quail and I / searching dry arroyos — / and still no blue sky. 6:3, 24
Questions, questions: / mosquitoes all querying / at the same time. 9:2, 37 (r)
Rain! rain! rain! / and rising among sand waves / newborn isles of verbena. 7:1, 25
Rain’s clear high notes / descending the eaves trough — / flat-splatting in mud. 4:1, 24
Recrossing marsh waters, / the voices in chorus, / the hawk-shadow hush. 1:3, 24
Resting. / The buzzards come / to see how I do. 7:1, 24
Rising from a sea of sand, / the unbelievable moon — / not vanishing! 6:2, 25
Sand waves — / their way of still following / yesterday’s winds. 8:2, 5, 24
Sea Gulls still follow / inclinations of each wave / even in their sleep. 3:3, 24
Searching for spring flowers, / suddenly the color / of first warbler song. 5:1, 25
See how the crane’s slow wings / carry the sinking sun / over the dark marsh. 5:3, 25
See how the scarecrow / rests in a fence corner / till the corn is planted. 5:2, 24
Signs of waterhole / undrifted footprints, too … / comparing my own … 2:4, 25
Silence … / then into the dome of night / my burro bawls! 7:3, 25
Silent canyon walls, / finding sounds the river leaves — / passing them along. 2:3, 8
Sizing up strange footprints, / when humping along / comes the measuring worm. 7:3, 25
Sleet striking the window: / clickety-clicks / of grandmother’s knitting, 8:4, 7
Small forest voices / failing away before me … / calling from behind. 4:3, 4, 16
So quiet the woods / with the stillness that comes / from the sound of the brook. 3:1, 7
Somewhere behind me / seeming in dark-silence / to feel a slow coiling 4:2, 10 (a)
Sounds of laughter / lingering in the wrinkles / of the (now) sunny brook. 6:1, 25
Sprinklings of sunlight, / strolling along the woods path, / the foliage world. 3:3, 25
Stars hasten westward. / Their first fluttering — / breeze-wakened sycamore leaves. 7:3, 6, 25
Step after slow step / over breath-holding silence / of fresh-crusted snow. 1:2, 37 (r)
Still only springtime. / but to see these cardinals / come fluttering down. 5:1, 25
Summer days and loons / coming up through one pink cloud — / down through another. 4:2, 24
That duck’s reflection, / followed by small images / and these real ripples … 4:2, 24
That eddy, just now, / slipping from the river’s haste — / dancing round the moon. 2:3, 8
That frog-plopping sound — / and water lilies wobbling / all over the pond… 4:2, 24
That whip-poor-will song / and the summer-long frog sound … / family album. 3:3, 24
The bird that sings / out there, alone, in the night … / sings, waits… sings and waits … 4:2, 25
The brooklet’s spring song … / and there — the first movement / of the fiddlehead ferns. 5:1, 24
The campfire embers / scatting the raindrops, / going ss-t! ss-t! 7:1, 25
The cloudburst: / the song they sang together — / the river and that old snag. 2:3, 8
The cottontail / promptly coming to attention / when I whistle. 8:2, 24
The coyote — / all his starts and stops — / I smile to myself. 7:1, 25
The coyote calls / from his far world — / suddenly … his nearness. 7:4, 25
The desert sun glares — / and out of the canyon’s mouth / comes a dragonfly. 3:1, 5
The empty blue, / the reaches of the dunes — / then skysail of yucca bloom. 7:1, 24
The evening star / on its way through outer space — / resting in our marsh … 4:2, 25
The fallen leaves / free at last / livelier than ever. 8:4, 24
The forest shadows / on the levee-landing path … / their coming and going … 1:4, 25
The forest thinning, / giving rounded hill beyond / the last of the moon. 2:1, 25
The grindstone turns / and suddenly, locustwings / are sharpening the scythe. 5:2, 24
The hayfield mowed, / and now only hearing / the meadowlark silence … 5:2, 24
The heaven on earth / a muddy pond becomes / mirroring the stars. 6:1, 25
The horned toad and I / gazing at the marvel / of whatever we are. 7:4, 24
The instant hush / when the sound of sh.h … sh.h / comes from owl wings. 8:1, 25
The invisible tracks … / as wind, moonlight and I / quit winter woods. 9:2, 38 (r)
The Joshua tree — / and its shadow — / the waiting desert. 2:4, 24
The living and dying / on and under the ground …… / poppy opening. 8:3, 24
The loneness of night camps, / and at sunrise, / the closeness of tell-tale tracks. 7:2, 24
The long gone sun / come back to its desert: / at first it feels so good. 6:3, 24
The lost horizon / as the world spins round / in a whirlpool bubble. 6:1, 25
The moon rides alone / and an undefined silence / walks the snow shadows. 2:1, 24
The mounting now … now … / in the drifting on … on … / round the bayou bend … 1:3, 24
The partridge drums — / and up all aflutter / come last autumn’s leaves. 4:1, 24
The pasture stile gone, / slowly now the rising moon / climbs the old rail fence. 5:3, 25
The pine only nods / and the oak’s limbs / begin their creaky music. 1:2, 36 (r)
The place much older / but nestlings under its eaves / as young as ever 10:2, 36 (r)
The place much older / but sparrows under its eaves / as young as ever … 9:3, 20
The presence / in the flickering woods light / of the still hidden pheasants. 6:1, 24
The roar that comes / from the trickle of moonlight / where the cataract was. 4:1, 25
The same beyond / on ahead and all around — / run, quail, run. 2:4, 24
The shepherd dreams along, / sometimes watching his flock … / the cloud shadows. 7:2, 4, 24
The silent communing / with the tortoise in his shell / and I in mine. 7:4, 24
The small side canyon — / greeted by yucca bells, / there, where spring belongs. 7:1, 24
The snail, from his shell, / seeing the world around him — / finding how things are. 3:3, 24
The snake and I / filled with mutual respect / taking our leaves. 7:4, 24
The sound in the dark / that goes gruff-gruffing around / following the fox. 3:2, 25
The sun comes and goes, / but only the goldfinch / shows up in the shadows. 4:2, 25
The sun only glares / and the shade of the shadbush / fades back into snow. 1:4, 43 (r); 2:1, 5
The voice of spring rain … / even oozing from my shoes — / the voice of spring rain. 5:1, 25
The waning moon / gives to its river twin / flickerings of silver. 2:4, 38
The wasp — / at last he stops crawling. / November dusk … 9:2, 37 (r)
The way breezes / bring to forest seedlings / these quick showers of sunlight. 5:2, 24
The way of frost — / yellowing the river / as well as this leaning elm. 6:3, 6
The way old oaks, / clinging to their rusty leaves, / squeak through the winter … 8:4, 6
The wreck’s rib-shadows / still follow the furrows / of yesterday’s waves. 1:3, 24–25
Thee sunrise glow, / when shadows on the lent / follow, robin song rhythms. 5:2, 24
There on the sill, / its face turned toward the window — / one tin can pansy. 2:2, 24–25
This cove, so calm … / these gull reflections, circling … / so clearly crying. 1:3, 25
This evening stillness … / just the rusted cowbell / found by the pasture gate. 5:3, 4, 25, 42 (r)
This gathering dark — / postures of saguaro limbs / not seen through the day. 3:2, 24
This instant / when the coyote silhouette / is … was … 3:2, 25
This left over sound / in sudden pond stillness … / this plopping of frogs … 1:1, 12
This moment — / butterfly wings fanning the flames / of Prickly Pear blooms. 8:2, 25
This pool of night stillness … / the subtle shades of breezes … / the ghost ripples … 2:1, 24
This quiet dirt road, / these ordinary sparrows, / singing their own songs. 5:3, 24
This tenement roof, / and white-cloud sailing ships / running before the wind. 2:2, 24
Those muffled laughter sounds / from under brook ice … / hesitating … 8:4, 7
Those old rail fences / and their way of zigzagging / around violets. 1:2, 36 (r)
Threat of rain / and where the moon should rise, / first shadow dance of smoke tree. 8:2, 25
Through saguaro thorns / the wind’s querying — / peremptory owl. 7:1, 25
Through the night / faint stirrings and shadows — / the wakeful desert. 8:1, 24
Thunder rumblings … / and through forest stillness / first whisperings of new leaves. 5:1, 24
Tingling / as my campfire light / follows the eyes of a fox. 8:3, 5, 25
To prize-winning pig / home from State Fair cleanliness — / this mud wallowing. [haiga] 2:4, 11
To wander on / loose as the cactus wren / singing in cholla thorns … 8:1, 24
Toward the mirage / a staggering dust devil … / not making it. 6:2, 24
Tumbling and quarreling / raucous jays and water, / in Oak Creek canyon. 8:1, 24
Twenty-first of June / and a dandelion down / floats the summer in. 4:2, 5, 24
Uncertain of source / but look — that columbine / nodding to cliff-side drip. 5:2, 24
Under stress / the stink bug stands on his head. / Wishing him well. 7:1, 24
Unfailing in fog — / the sound of the cow bell / coming up the lane. 4:2, 25
Voice of the coyote — / filling the void / of this empty land. 6:2, 4, 25
Waking in moonlight / wind-in-smoke-tree, / or whatever it is … 7:3, 24
Walking on moss — / my giving to the earth / earth’s giving to me. 1:1, 12; 1:2, 36 (r)
Walking stick / the wonder of him, / the wonder of me … 6:3, 25
Walled in and alone / forest silence singing … / the color of snow. 1:1, 12; 1:2, 36 (r)
Wan daytime moon; / sudden white smile / of the milkweed pod. 8:4, 24
Wandering night winds / playing lost and found with sounds — / the nameless sounds. 1:2, 11
Warm red of last fruits / under frosted vines — / past their best now. 8:4, 25
Watching each shower / give new ripple rhythms / to the sand waves. 6:3, 25
Watching ferns / caught nodding by trickling spring / jump back and do it again. 7:3, 25
Waterfall, so small — / but every drop / having its own rainbow. 10:2, 36 (r)
What do they say, hm-m-m-m-m-m? — / the mosquitoes / that keep querying away. 5:1, 25
Where the desert road ends, / the cadence as footsteps sing / the song of the sand. 6:2, 24
Where the old rail fence / once bordered the woods, / zigzagging violets still. 5:3, 41 (r)
Where the rail fence was — / the finding of a remnant … / the pausing … 1:2, 11
While mind paces cell / that night imposes / ears shout mixed reports. 8:2, 25
Whip-poor-will call / distilled through pine silence — / the flavor of moonlight. 5:3, 25
Wild winds of March / bringing wintergreen berries / out of colorless snow. 4:1, 24
Wind and sun / playing a silent duet / in golden tones of poppies. 7:1, 24
Wind at dawn / and where the campfire died / ashes dancing. 7:3, 25
Wind-cries from the reef: / silently, in drifting sand / gull wings still respond. 1:2, 11 (a)2:1 (a)
With pussywillows / unsheathing in moonlight — / leaving us all of their hush … 7:4, 40 (r)
yet lifting so gently — / iced leaves of last autumn / whether arbutus … 1:2, 11

Jewell, Foster, and Rhoda de Long Jewell
Always knowing what it is, / still, the way it creeps towards me — / Rio Grande fog … 7:2, 44 (r)
Listening … / Louder, louder than before, / the sound of the silent woods. 7:2, 44 (r)
Something about a slug / in a puddle of moonlight … / about me, too … 7:2, 44 (r)
Uncertain movements — / a lone flake out of the gray, / not quite ready … 7:2, 44 (r)

Jewell, Rhoda de Long
After the storm / still about its business, / the aging moon 4:3, 33
An intermission / (with errant pipe of peeper, / that cricket tuning!). 5:3, 12
Anemones / in their thin white fur / hunched in the wind. 5:2, 17
As always, / making a show of themselves — / the abandoned roses. 6:2, 17
As I light the lamp / behold … to every single doll / its own real shadow 6:1, 44 (r)
At sea’s end / the dying stars … / At sky’s end, too. 4:2, 29
Back and forth / in faultless rhythm, / jaws of the cow. 7:2, 33
Backwoods graveyard / and the night bird recalling / “Poor Will’s widow!” 5:1, 30
Beach picnic and gulls — / left for the pigeon: / a pickled beet. 4:2, 29
Brawny new tenants / of this savaged land: / the Russian thistles. 5:1, 30
Broadcasting seed: / rhythm of the limbs — / ecstasy of this dance. 7:3, 11
But in the slashing / where no one comes, / once more — the bellwort … 6:1, 4; 6:3, 31 (a)
Cold silence of fog / the stopped clock … / the fly! 4:3, 33
“Cycle” [sequence] 7:3, 11
Deserted farm … / but the throbbing hosts of wasps, / the clanking windmill. 6:1, 23
Discovered, / the copperhead in the weeds / is waiting … 5:1, 31
Down from the hills / come the winter snows, / and up springs the corn 5:2, 17
During a brief lull / starting out to cross the street, / the snail. 6:3, 18
Everyone noticing: / the little northern maple — / exotic down here. 6:3, 18
Festive old homestead — / all remaining panes ablaze, / bright in the sunset. 2:3, 32
First day, barefoot, / and stirring the old leaves — / nest of new ratters. 5:1, 31
Fluttering sparrows / in and out the hayloft door, / minding the cat. 6:1, 44 (r)
Full to bursting / the moon slowly heaves / out of the wheat field. 6:1, 44 (r)
Golden together, / autumn leaf and sunset cloud / in the rain barrel 4:3, 33
Hard-scrabble hill — / and the long-ago farm boy / still barefoot. 5:1, 30
Headlong grass snake / recollecting itself, / suddenly very “dead.” 5:1, 31
Her ducklings swimming, / the small hen dusts herself — / and falls asleep … 6:1, 44 (r)
Homecoming — / the new paint over old boards / not quite covering … 6:1, 23
Homestead’s front porch — / broken away, too … / shaky on its legs. 6:2, 17
Knife edge of the sea / and a tall ship cut off / at the masts. 4:2, 29
Knocking — tap — tap — / wanting into the world — / chick, from its shell. 7:3, 11
Knotted fingers / of the dying apple tree / holding small pink sprays. 5:1, 31
Leaden grebe / welded to cast iron wave / against the last light … 4:2, 29
“Little Street in Venice” [sequence] 6:3, 18
Mother ditch, / and on either side / the young beans. 5:2, 17
Noses in the air, / pretending not to see me, / bitterns in the reeds 4:3, 33
Percussion section: / snare of hail on tin roof, / big bass in the sky … 5:3, 12
Pride of pioneers, / the robbed and ravaged Ozarks / left for dead. 5:1, 30
“Production” [haibun] 5:3, 12
Rain rings gutter bells — / One cricket fiddler / (under the porch). 5:3, 12
Rain’s finale: / light coming on; / brisk rustle of the brook. 5:3, 12
Robin calling rain, / wind and leaves murmuring / as the light dims … 5:3, 12
Softly / a ruffle of rain — / portentous frog cello … 5:3, 12
Spring brook in spate, / and bounding alongside / the columbines. 5:2, 17
Staring and panting … / then triumphant hen / bringing her news to the world. 7:3, 11
Stirring of the bud — / tonight the cereus blooms — / calling the neighbors. 6:3, 18
Stranded in silt / the swollen acorn / is all ready … 5:2, 17
Sudden lamp light … / and the big snake / pours down the little crack. 5:1, 31
Taller dogs appearing, / taller stakes fence his tulips — / my dauntless neighbor. 6:3, 18
Tattered city birds / watching tattered screens / for old hands with small crusts 6:3, 18
The arid plains, / and this brimming water tank / with one bee drinking. 6:1, 23
The bony sow / with the empty dugs / has found an acorn. 5:1, 5
The broken clock — / taking it along / for old time’s sake … 6:2, 29
The faded roses / on Grandmother’s carpet … / the early dusk 4:3, 33
The flower border: / raging scarlet and grim purple, / Hastening past. 6:3, 18
The fresh smells of spring … / and now, mother skunk and brood — / the exhumed garbage 4:3, 33
The full tide / gently placing a dead gull / higher on the beach. 4:2, 5
The old school … / always the same, only grayer — / but this year, broken-backed, 6:1, 44 (r)
The oleander tree — / purity of its white blooms — / but birds seem to know … 6:3, 18
The thin cow / among the bitterweeds — / dry this year … 6:1, 23
These stony hills / and corrugated roofs … / ribs of the old hound 5:1, 31
Through the sun and rain, / seed-heavy heads of sunflowers / inclining earthward 4:3, 33
Tumult of threshing: / the golden snake of straw / struggling in the wind. 7:3, 11
Turmoil of the wind / running piney ridges — / this small white violet. 5:2, 17; 6:1, 44 (r)
Turning up the past / for whatever future’s sake: / the plough … 7:3, 11
Warm stepping-stones … / but in my reflection, / cold stare of the moccasin. 5:1, 31
Wash of the sea / and beating of the rain / on this littered beach. 4:2, 29
With spring runoff / bobbing along in ditches / prospective settlers 5:2, 17
Worn linoleum / but bright under the sideboard — / a riot of spring 4:3, 33
You Come Too, a Collection of Haiku, by Gloria Maxson [review] 8:1, 46
Zen, Haiku and on from There: A Comment on You Are the Rose; You Are the Rock, by Robert L. Gump [review] 7:2, 10

Johnson, Carolyn M.
A woman / weaving memories / in her needlepoint 10:1, 47
On tenement steps / parallel conversations / never intersecting 10:3, 41

Johnson, Doris
The banks of Mill Creek / lined with gaping city folds. / Salmon spawning. 4:3, 41
The year, full of age, / struts its jaunty autumn stuff / deceiving no one. 4:3, 41

Johnson, Jinna
O’er the low houses / The stork’s wings move in great strokes, / Poetic motion. 2:3, 44 (r)
Oh spring, so bright hued, / You’re like a dancing geisha / Lifting up my soul. 2:3, 44 (r)
Save the happy hours. / They are as precious as jade / When life’s autumn nears. 2:3, 44 (r)
Johnson, Michael L.
Summer come again, / and still I live alone, lost / in long afternoons. 7:4, 21

Johnson, R.E.T.
“Observing and Verbalizing via the Haiku,” Chapter One of Tradition and Dissent: A Rhetoric Reader, by Florence Bonzer Greenberg and Anne P. Hefley [review] 3:2, 45
“A Critique of Hispanic Haiku” [essay] 7:4, 17–18
fog / a row of palms / goes on and on … 3:1, 46 (r)
June seventh — / even carp seek the shade / of the bridge [hokku] 7:4, 7
“Robert Spiess, Haikai Pioneer” [essay] 6:1, 7
“The Cuban Issa [Eduardo Benet y Castellón]” [essay] 5:1, 40–41
This New Year morning, / the Tournament of Roses; / now … this rose alone 3:1, 46 (r)
Thistle Brilliant Morning, Translations by William J. Higginson [review] 5:1, 43
Johnson, R.E.T., Robert Spiess, and Gustave Keyser
“The Shade of the Bridge: A Linked Verse” 7:4, 7–9

Johnson, Robin
In the fresh spring air, / fawns gallop around carefree, / leave their hot traces. 2:1, 42

Jonas, Ann
By the speckled stream / watching afternoon / drift away 3:3, 19
Cliff dwellings / — darkness and silence / move in 3:3, 19
Feathering the wind, / this drifting day of summer — / mimosa blossoms. 4:2, 3 (w)
From pier to pier / strung in the dark river / crinkled shore lights 2:3, 39
Long hot day / repeated on the white wall / strung with red peppers 3:3, 19
Old Indian craftsman / — clasping his hand / — tooled leather 3:3, 19
Rowing back to shore; / weaving through waves, / a strand of sun. 3:1, 41
Slowly / creeping out of a snail shell / … hermit crab 4:1, 42
Southwest Sequence 3:3, 19
White cloud / bleaching out / sun and bird 3:2, 42

Jonas, Gloria
After all these years / the same garden rock still here / with its shadow. 8:4, 39
Determined — / the little boy leaving his / home forever! 6:1, 38
Foggy evening, / the rusted church bell / still heard. 8:2, 21
In autumn dusk, / the pheasant brightening / faded weeds. 6:3, 5
just for a moment, / the spider on the sill stops / in the spring sun 9:3, 11
Last leaf … / A shy one / in the fall. 4:1, 38
Mist / around the merry-go-round / silent … 4:3, 25
No one home, / the old woman walks slowly away — / stops, and looks back again. 8:1, 20
On the dish, / the fruit fly walking with its / tiny shadow … 9:1, 19
Out from the dark: / the shadow of a cat / walks with the moon … 8:3, 39
Rising sun / diminishing / the coyote howls. 4:2, 38
Summer carnival: / watching the ferris wheel / and that full moon. 5:2, 38
Summer evening… / a frog somewhere in the marsh / quiets the silence 9:1, 47
Tenement party; / music and laughter brightening / the dark hallway. 8:3, 18
the broken wheel / against the old sycamore / leaning in its shadow 8:2, 21
The cotton picker / not hearing the whippoorwill / even at sundown 5:3, 39
These drifting dunes / drowning footsteps into / one another 5:1, 18
Walking on grass — / footprints left behind / leaning toward the sun. 7:2, 41
Windless evening … / the full moon looking almost still / in the dark sky. 7:4, 38

Jones, Eileen I.
firecracker: / fluttering up from the ground / a white moth 6:2, 30
in the hazy hollow / between maple and willow / … a gathering of light 7:2, 12
in unison / a flock of sparrows swirl away — / shape the wind 7:1, 13
late afternoon — / gone to seed, the dandelion / holds onto last light 7:3, 26
spiraling / up the trunk of the dead oak — / stairstep toadstools 7:2, 12
surrounded by snow, / out of the stump’s dark hollow / … violets 7:3, 26
swirling together / on the roof of the old folk’s home — / snow and smoke … 8:2, 20
touched by a sun ray — / the rain drop changing its shape / to a star 7:1, 13

Jones, Nida Ellington
Heard once again, / above the squeaking windmill / the song sparrow’s trill 8:4, 30
Over and over / the cries of a lost snowgoose; / winter freeze. 8:2, 30

Jones, Robert
The eyes / of the dying dog / asked me to go away 9:2, 52

Jôsô
Both plants and mountains / Have been captured by the snow — / There is nothing left. 4:3, 59 (r)

Joynes, Dorothy
Beneath great green eyes / below pale green murky water / sprawls the fat old frog. 1:4, 29
Fresh-raked leaves and sand / straight, cool lines disrupted … / a small red ant’s house 3:1, 33
Shimmering bubble / hanging on bamboo leaf point, / a toad’s reservoir 1:4, 29

Judson, John
Filling out the Form / while the pine tree / points to the sky 10:1, 57
Just Looking: Senryu, by Mary Castle [book note] 7:2, 47

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Kaebitzsch, Reinhold
a bomb lies rusting / below the sparkling goldfish / of the silent pond 2:3, 13
ever so hungry / the small mouths of swallows / under the railroad bridge 10:3, 28
red snow plant, / the ground becomes rocky / and even more wild 10:1, 9
sawdust trickles out / where the eyes used to be — / old rag doll 10:1, 49
sky cooling off, / a moth circles tighter / around the lamp 3:1, 33

Kamei, Marlene
Autumn evening. / The sound of the temple gong / clings to the mist. 6:2, 30
except for a moon slice, / the night … / is empty again 7:3, 13
Moon Sequence 7:3, 13
moonlight gathering / in the empty doorways 7:3, 6
on the autumn wind, / the cries of birds and children … / blending into one 7:2, 41
scent of irises … / gathering / by the kitchen door 7:2, 41
slowly the moon / leaves this old river … / to the shadows 7:3, 13
tightly / the old woman sits / … in ugliness 7:4, 21
waves / washing the moon / to shore 5:3, 6
Who is the horseman / passing my house so slowly / this October night? 6:1, 19
wind rattling the moon / on the window pane 7:3, 13
winter morning / exploring / a crystal forest 5:3, 19
youngish country girl … / pushing soiled straps out of sight / under a thin blouse 7:3, 13

Kane, Mary Eileen
A preaching priest / calls for Christian charity … / chases dog from church. 7:4, 21
Coughing, / the chain smoker pauses … / strikes a match. 6:3, 16
New Year’s morning; / in the ashtrays the cigarette butts / smell of last year …. 7:4, 21

Kanterman, Leroy
Across the old stump, / a spate of scattered leaves / overlaps its shape. 1:1, 24
Flooding / the rain-barrel … / a summer storm 4:3, 28
Summer evening / raindrops falling on my head … / falling on the ground … 1:3, 31
The morning sunshine — / but even my shadow quivers / in the bitter wind … 1:1, 24
Touching his tombstone, / she kneels … / to pluck the weeds. 2:4, 15

Kay, Nancy [Nancy Stewart Smith]
The first winter wind: / she moves into the bed hollow / his body had worn 10:1, 58
Keeping an Eye on June, by Cecelia Parsons Miller [book note] 9:2, 48

Kell, Pearl
A blade of grass / shares the sunshine / on mountain and stream. 6:3, 37
Purple mini dress / turns the head of grandmother — / black shawl is tightened. 1:3, 23

Keller, Edith Light
Old joshua-trees / meditate in the desert / prophets in hair shirts. 1:4, 8

Kemppinen, Nancy
The cassette plays. / She hears the dead man / clear his throat — 10:3, 42
Winter moon — / each pine its own blue shadow / on the snow 10:1, 57

Kendrick, Dolores
“The Cuckoo’s Song” [haibun] 1:4, 17–18, 45

Kerr, Walter H.
The wind has covered / a name carved deep in new stone — / wet autumn leaves. 1:3, 31

Kersh, Betty
Rotting eaves shelter / a nest of naked sparrows / from sudden storm. 1:3, 38

Keyser, Charles R.
Sitting and smoking / the old man exercises / with a flyswatter 8:4, 32

Keyser, Gustave
A bright star, / as the branches sway, / blinks off and on 8:2, 17
A bumblebee / and a yellow butterfly / each doing its own thing 5:1, 10
A cold, wet day — / white-capped waves / and gulls fighting the wind 3:2, 46
A far thrush / sends a stream of song / from there to here 7:1, 20
A gust of wind … / pecans dropping / on the dry leaves 7:1, 20
A rainy night … / aroma of the soup pot / and coffee brewing 4:3, 18
A roadside stand / with baskets of ripe plums / … not since my childhood 3:2, 10
“A Sunday in San Antonio” [sequence] 7:3, 12
Above gilded domes / of the orthodox temple … / the moon’s veiled face. 5:1, 8 (a)
After miles with the kids / a service station rest room — / somebody in it! 3:2, 10
After vacation — / how jarring in the cold dawn / the re-set alarm 3:2, 46
Alamo Plaza … / above the old mission / dark clouds gathering 7:3, 12
Another new wig? / Wondering what she really / looks like 7:2, 20
Another tantrum — / day by day he begins / to know his wife 8:3, 6, 18
As yet unseen / but the salty sea smell / comes through the trees 3:2, 10
Asprawl on the floor / she crayons blue elephants / and sings in her world 5:2, 11
At dusk on the pier / holding a lantern to the fog …. / the splash of oars 2:4, 4; 5:1, 8 (a)
At ease in slippers, / reading, pausing to listen / the sleet through the trees 4:3, 18
At the window / each time a car passes — / a flash of sunlight 6:2, 10
Back Country, by John Wills [review] 1:2, 38–39
Beyond the gift shops / amusement rides and motels — / the vast spread of the sea! 3:2, 11
Biting / into a cool, moist plum — / the purple taste 3:2, 10
Blasé teenager / with her six-year-old sister — / both barefooted 5:3, 14
Breaking the curved lines / of the plowed field’s symmetry … / departing tractor 1:3, 36
Cherry petals / falling gently on the children … / the morning shadows 6:2, 10
Children’s voices / on the wind — / the gulls’, too. 3:2, 11
Closed signs appear — / on the windy beach / stragglers seeking shells 3:2, 46
Clouds all day — / but just before setting / the sun comes out 8:2, 17
Cold morning … / the old dog barking white puffs / at the sparrows 7:1, 20
Crawling up the wall, / one small roach for company / this rainy fall night 5:1, 10
Describe Grand Canyon? / For that even a haiku / is not big enough 7:4, 11
Diesel horn … / not like the whistle’s moan at night / when I was a boy 1:2, 29
Doctor’s report … / now observing more closely / the autumn leaves 6:2, 10
“Dog Days” [sequence] 6:3, 26
Drowned out by the drums — / the Mennonites in a group / singing old-time hymns 3:3, 15
Dupont Circle Park — / the Sunday afternoon crowd / and beat of bongos 3:3, 15
Dusk — the snowfall stops / and darkness falls just as quietly / upon the earth 9:2, 53
Early spring rain — / in the misty grayness / a pink umbrella 4:2, 21
End of beach visit … / putting luggage in the car / with the sadness 3:2, 46
Even before / tasting it, he sprinkles salt / all over his food 8:3, 18
Five Caribbean Haibun, by Robert Spiess [review] 3:3, 39–40
For a split moment / brown bubbles bulge in the mud / and stare at me 4:2, 21
For all the loved years / through which he romped and grew up / they have this medal. 3:3, 17 (w)
“Foster Jewell’s Coexistence with Haiku” [essay] 4:2, 8–10
Four “Place” Haiku 7:4, 11
Freezing dawn … / The sound of last night’s rain / now silenced in ice 8:2, 17
Gathered in the park / amid the bearded hippies — / tourist Mennonites 3:3, 15
Going outside / to fasten the blowing gate … / snow now in the rain 4:3, 18
Gone the old Desire: / no clatter of wheels, no clang / of bell this spring day 7:4, 11
Haiku from the Windless Orchard, edited by Robert Novak [review] 8:4, 45
“Haiku Solitaire” [essay] 4:1, 27–28
Her Mommy offers / to trade me for her tea set, / stuffed bear, and crayons 5:2, 11
Hiding to scare me — / but giving herself away / with a small giggle [haiga] 5:2, 10
High school scrimmage — / the quarterback with his hair / in a ponytail 5:3, 14
How still! That squirrel / rigidly erect / staring at something 6:2, 10
I visualize it: / myself propped in a corner / beside her stuffed bear 5:2, 11
In alfalfa field / rain starting ticks a stalk here, there … / the dinner gong 1:2, 29
In festive mood / we poke fun at everything — / just an old farm mule 3:2, 10
“In Memory of Gustave Keyser, February 19, 1910–December 28, 1978” 10:1, ifc
In the funnel / where a sandcrab was / a trickle of grains 3:2, 11
In the gift shop / the buzz of summer tourists / seeking souvenirs 7:3, 12
In the hot noon sun / a bony horse with harness sores … / buzzing flies 1:3, 36
In the midday sun / grandpa trims the backyard hedge … / X marks his progress [haiga] 1:1, 30
In the small gift shop / camel bells jingling, jingling / in the Texas breeze 7:4, 11
In this Blaze of Sun, by Elizabeth Searle Lamb [review] 7:1, 40
Inland: Three Rivers from an Ocean, by Makato (Betty Drevniok) and Focus on a Shadow, by Makato (Betty Drevniok) [group review] 8:4, 44
Inside a glass case / Col. Travis’s cat’s eye ring … / thunder rumbling 7:3, 12
Just loafing / under the sun / the sea and me 3:2, 11
“Late Seaside Vacation” [haibun] 3:2, 10–11, 46
Listening awhile … / the strange soft rustling sound / of a night snowfall 4:3, 18
Little Leaguer’s shame: / striking out while his sister / is pitching 5:3, 14
My two wee daughters, / arms wide, chase the sandpipers, / watch them soar away 3:2, 11
Neighborhood pawnshop — / a long-haired youth enters it / with guitar and case 5:3, 14
Now / the snow has stopped … / the stillness 4:1, 35
Now, with new teeth, / the sour-faced old man / smiles all the time 8:3, 19
On his day off / he idly watches a neighbor / raking leaves 7:2, 20
On his ninety-ninth, / Grandpa shows small interest / in his birthday gifts [haiga] 8:4, 34
On the brown river / green chemical scum floating / with rotting fish. 1:1, 25
On the fog-closed lake / the dim gray shapes of mallards …. / occasional quack 2:4, 18
On the windowsill / against a background of snow / white chrysanthemums 9:2, 11
On the work table / two ants meet, touch antennae / — go their own ways 2:4, 18
One pine / passes the winter moon / to another 8:2, 17
Passing Moments, by Foster Jewell [review] 5:3, 41–42
Pausing by the road / to admire / the weeds 6:3, 26
Pondering my worth / against a box of crayons / I feel a bit miffed 5:2, 11
Preparing for bed / a last look through the window — / everywhere white! 4:3, 18
Puppy with a huge bone / digs a hole to bury it / bigger than himself [haiga] 3:1, 20
Raving street preacher / admiring his performance / mirrored in plate glass. 1:1, 27
Resting awhile / sharing a old gray log / with a green beetle 6:2, 10
Retirement day / not winding / the alarm clock 7:2, 20
Roadrunner: American Haiku of the Desert Southwest, by Mabelle A. Lyon and Wallace H. Fuller [review] 5:1, 45
Rush of tires and wind … / yet the lazy sprawl of fields / passes leisurely 3:2, 10
Sand Waves, by Foster Jewell [review] 1:1, 33
Seeing the woodshed / again in our old backyard … / how stern father was 1:3, 36
“Senryu for a Small Daughter” [sequence] 5:2, 11
“Senryu Sequence: Washington, D.C.” 3:3, 15
She firmly announces / her intent to keep Daddy / all for herself 5:2, 11
Slap — slop — / as the waitress goes so go / her loose sandals 5:3, 14
Snow failing … / a huddled sparrow / flutters its wings 5:1, 10
Somewhere, a dog / barking, barking, barking … / the winter moon 6:2, 10
Standing quietly / where Davy Crockett stood … / a storm wind rising 7:3, 12
Staring speechless / at the ridge across the lawn / … overnight, a mole 5:1, 10
Starting at dawn; / mist rising from the wet fields — / a rabbit on the road! 3:2, 10
Storm of Stars: The Collected Poems and Essays of Clement Hoyt [review] 7:3, 43
Suddenly the storm — / the sharp clatter of hailstones / against the old walls 7:3, 12
Summer: / sultry heat / marks the end of it 6:3, 26
That caterpillar / dangling half through a leaf / looking all around! 5:1, 10
That cricket! / Each time I turn on the bedroom light / it stops 7:1, 20
That firefly / I thought was here / is over there 5:1, 10
That girl bicyclist / with the long blonde hair / isn’t 5:3, 14
That stray cat, too, / finds wet feet discomforting / in this first snowfall 2:4, 18
The Alamo … / swarms of children entering / the massive doors 7:3, 6, 12
The autumn storm … / a confusion of flying leaves / and Tao-Li smiling 6:2, 34
The cat / carrying but not biting / the kitten 7:1, 20
The Chiracahuas / pale blue in the summer haze … / the desert silence 7:4, 11
The dunes / shimmering / white as snow 3:2, 11
The flat stone I shy / goes zip skipping on the pond / playing dragonfly. 5:1, 8 (a)
The freezing cold / and thick gray sky say snow … / the cat comes in 4:1, 35
The harvest moon / shining softly on the leaves / and the prison wall 5:1, 9 (a)
The heat / brings out the dog’s tongue / and the red clover 6:3, 26
The high price shocks her / — especially her crayons — / and the deal is off 5:2, 11
The summer night … / a June bug’s sudden thrum / skims past my ear 5:1, 10
The winter wind blows … / between the gusts / a bell tolls 8:2, 17
The young nurse moving / crisply in the room — eyes / measuring her 7:2, 20
This moonlight / gives even the garbage can / some dignity 5:1, 10
This unbroken view / of a sunset vast as the sea: / Then the stars … 3:2, 11
Through the narrow space / between sea and clouds at dusk / the shrimp boats return 5:1, 10
Tufts of still-green grass / in the brown, harvested field …. / the smell of wood smoke 2:4, 18
Turning off the news — / the cheerful autumn sound / of a cricket 6:2, 10
Undisturbed by drums / the hymns or the noisy crowd — / engrossed chess players 3:3, 15
Violent, vicious, / vicissitudes of life — / oh poor me, poor me 7:2, 20
Where the two cars crashed: / flashing ambulance lights / and crowd of gawkers 5:3, 14
Why / such sadness / in the dog’s eyes? 6:3, 26
“Winter Episode” [sequence] 8:2, 17
“Winter Evening” [sequence] 4:3, 18
Young girl with textbooks / lying asprawl on the grass / — studying the trees 3:3, 15

Kigin
The pampas grasses / take the form / of the autumn wind. 6:1, 16n

King, Harley
changing a flat / along a deserted highway … / fireflies flicker 10:2, 15
one last flicker … / autumn sunset disappears / into the taillights 10:2, 49
the bearded old man / hand in hand with the woman — / full autumn moon 9:1, 53

King, Richard
An open window. / A leaf follows / the wind inside. 3:1, 9
While cows graze / how soft / the floating clouds! 3:1, 9

Kinkade, Russell T.
Water from above / breaking on rocks far below … / drops rise, then rejoin 6:2, 40

Klassen, Vicki
splashes of white foam / gurgled and twisted by rock / seek the mossy beds. 5:1, 20

Klinge, Gunther
A woman knitting / in the doctor’s waiting room. / The darkness falling 10:2, 44
Days growing shorter. / Although the sun shines brightly — / shadow differences 10:2, 33
Gentle Sunday rain / on the bodies of two cats / pushed to the roadside 10:2, 33
Night in the garden. / An oil lamp on the table / lighting the silence 9:3, 23
Remembered music / out of the winter twilight. / The organ grinder 10:3, 57
The dead cardinal … / How gently the sunset sky / flows into the earth 10:2, 8
There walks the farmer / grown old in the small village, / utterly at home 9:2, 19
they enter with me / through the church’s open door — / a few colored leaves 10:3, 6
Time of the magic / that brings the forest color. / Time of the hunter 10:2, 33
Today it struck me — / the thought of red suns setting / after I am gone 10:2, 33
Two swans are flying / soundlessly stroking the air / close to each other 10:2, 33

Kneller, Len
Looking at homework / grading father with a “D”, / the smiling teacher 5:3, 34
Professor writing / crosses out the simple word / puts in a long one 5:3, 34
Spreading out a net / of ears to catch every sound / the timid rabbit. 4:3, 28

Kobayashi, Hiromi
How dark / Daily bathed in sea sun / My father’s face 10:3, 8

Ko-Haru
Apples overhead — / polishing one on jodhpurs / as we start downhill. 4:3, 31
Down through the live oaks / toward two lions carved in stone, — / sound of the wind. 5:2, 31
Fog burning off, / still trailing in the oak grove — / swirls of Spanish moss 5:2, 31
Open throughout / the three hour service / the eyes in her neckpiece 9:2, 47
rising with the tide / a light in the old house / beside a creaking bridge 3:3, 30
Sun tinting the waves / lapping against their ankles — / loosely — woven net 5:1, 36
sunflowers / bordering on autumn / shadow of a woman quilting 9:2, 13
Swept into a swirl / of Spanish moss — / morning song of a warbler 10:2, 9

Kohone
leaning over / and counting once more: / minnows in the sun 3:2, 28

Kojoro
After two children / the wife begins to look like / a married woman 6:1, 45 (r)

Konnerth, Regina K.
Afternoon tea, — / the recently widowed woman / laughed loud and too long 10:1, 48
In the cold attic — / naked, armless baby doll / smiles up at me 9:1, 32
Old cemetery, — / On sun-warmed arms of a cross / a black cat sleeps. 5:1, 38
On a tombstone / the shadow of a rabbit / in full moon. 4:3, 49
The blind teenager / feels the fit of her new dress / insists it be red. 8:4, 32
Wind whirls and dust devils / dance a desert pas-de-deux, / prelude to the storm. 3:2, 42

Koppler, Vera
CHILD / was there ever a time / without you? 2:1, 19

Kotowicz, Caroline S.
As stream reflections / tiptoe across the water, / pink clouds wear ripples. 1:2, 26

Kousen, Steven
Spider spins her web … / never stopping till the end, / spinning up and down. 7:4, 22

Krumins, Juris
Falling snow / slowly fills / the empty tin can 9:1, 48
Fresh snow / on the fence … / a sparrow alights 9:1, 48
Tornado: / the elephant stands / against it 9:1, 48

Kuenzi, Blaine
A tree of shade: / green leaves make a big shiver / all through the forest 10:1, 44

Kulikowski, M.K.
a gin rummy game / in the lounge of the cruise ship / non-stop 6:1, 38
alone in the dark / the old man watches from the porch / for youthful vandals. 6:3, 17
Father-in-law / faded brown army photo / on a garage wall 6:1, 38
Snagged once again / by the man with one notion / who drones on and on. 7:2, 15
The barber raises / the mirror behind my head. / I wish he had not. 7:2, 15
The ground is leaves-thick / there is crackling under steps / trees stand straight and stark. 5:3, 38
The home-made kite / unbelievably high / between the tenements. 6:3, 15
The rejected child / who pushes my mail cart / suddenly acquires friends. 7:2, 15

Kurth, Charles T.
Over numbered nights / the once clean moon / yet quietly glows 1:3, 30

Kusatao
Falling snow! / The Meiji period, far / away it has gone. 4:1, 45 (r)

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Lamb, Elizabeth Searle
A black pebble slides / silently into the pool … / ripples … 2:2, 19
a covey / of Gambrel’s quail echoing / Mimbres pottery 7:3, 8 (a)
a coyote’s howl: / the canyon filling up / with it 7:1, 40 (r)
a dugout canoe / glides out of morning mist 7:1, 40 (r)
a golden tidal wave, / the rippling of the wheat / in the August wind 3:2, 32
a sudden rain squall / erasing the green shore line / as we float downstream 7:1, 40 (r)
A tiny dead bat, / spraddled on the sidewalk / in a blaze of sun. 1:4, 33
a whirlwind / of the tiniest gnats: / summer morning 7:4, 31
a year older now, / Picasso’s “Bust of Sylvette” / in the square 7:3, 8 (a)
after sunset / seeing the jungle / darken 7:1, 40 (r)
Back in New York, / fragrance of ylang ylang / in my journal … 1:3, 12
“Between Two Seasons: A Sequence” 4:2, 11
chugging … chugging … / the oil field pumper / by the turnpike 3:2, 32
deep in this world / of Monet water lilies. / no sound 7:3, 8 (a)
drifting away / a blue balloon connected / only to itself 9:3, 43
Flying in by night — / not until the rising sun, / the turquoise sea! 1:3, 12
forever running … / the hare fleeing the wave / flooding this meadow 3:1, 18
“From a Series Written on the Island of Barbados” 1:3, 12
Haiku of Hawaii, by Annette Schaefer Morrow [review] 1:3, 42
Heat-soft asphalt — / pigeons peck and coo / slow motion … 1:3, 40
Here in my hand / a scarlet leaf … and the first / flakes of the first snow … 2:2, 19
Hunting arrowheads — / finding only broken shards / of a clay pigeon 1:2, 23
in a tangle / of fir branch … / this rake … this broom 3:1, 18
“In Kansas” [sequence] 7:4, 31
in moonlight / shards of a broken bottle / by the roadside cross 10:3, 56
in the hot sun / still swinging / this empty swing 7:1, 40 (r)
in the noon haze / a white shimmering / of the far sails 4:2, 11
in the restroom … / the dead cockroach, / the no soap 3:2, 32
It takes a while / to know her / Picasso’s “Bust of Sylvette” 8:3, 45 (r)
“Japanese Stencil Designs (from Andrew W. Tuer’s collection)” [sequence] 3:1, 18
Jesus Leaving Vegas, by Michael McClintock, S.L. Poulter, and Virginia Brady Young [review] 7:2, 45
kneeling in grass / a young man focuses / on her face 7:3, 8 (a); 8:3, 45 (r)
leaf shadows / trembling on the floor / of the tree house 4:2, 11
leaving a patch / unmowed, / the wild strawberries 7:4, 31
Man with No Face, by Michael McClintock [review] 5:3, 44
Modern Japanese Haiku: An Anthology, compiled, translated, and with an introduction by Makoto Ueda [review] 7:3, 41–42
Nearing the sawmill / a humming as of bees, / fresh sawdust smell. 1:3, 38
not knowing what — / piles of black pebbles, sand, / the scaffolding 8:3, 45 (r)
On a city street / even bricked up, the window / still reflecting light 6:1, 32 (w)
on this day / my mother’s pink hibiscus / opening its buds 7:4, 31
once more the old man sweeps the yard in front of his adobe 9:3, 21
Pale daytime moon / untipped to spill rain — / and the dove, calling … 1:3, 12
pausing / halfway up the stairs / with chrysanthemums 7:3, 37 (w)
photo 7:3, 7
Raucous pinon jays — / a drift of spider webbing / on a picnic table. 1:4, 12
“Small Pieces of Kansas” [sequence] 3:2, 32
Starting south / already, hearing waves, / seeing a palm leaf. 1:4, 8
Step on the Rain, by Raymond Roseliep [review] 9:2, 14–15
still … some echo / the pale jade cricket box / in the museum 10:3, 25
still cutting the trail / here, where the great oak fell / a kind of silence 6:1, 19
still green / the bittersweet clusters / on the rock wall 4:2, 5
still this morning / hanging from a cobweb strand, / the leaf that broke it 7:2, 33
Suddenly / the scarlet of woodbine / on old stone fence … 1:4, 21
talking of Bhutan, / he hands a pet boa / to his young daughter 10:1, 38
the beat of sun / and the sunflower / gone to seed 3:2, 32
The boiling surf / surging over those black rocks / at Bathsheba! 1:3, 12
The first spring rain: / the “Bust of Sylvette” / streaked with it 7:3, 8 (a)
the old album: / not recognizing at first / my own young face 9:3, 26
the shrill silence after a coyote’s howl: August moon 9:3, 51
the spilling out / from these wicker baskets, / the petals 3:1, 18
this blind child reading my poem with her fingertips 10:1, 49
This bright leaf / fallen on the mountain path … / and it is only May. 1:4, 46 (c)
this broken leaf … / in my palm all the fragrance / of geranium 3:3, 31
This fall wind, / sparrows and oak leave / a brown rustling. 1:1, 31
this wild goose … / the spread of feathers / in fixed flight 3:1, 18
together / the flash and its thunder clap; / the old cottonwood 4:2, 11
Where the wild iris / blooms by the marsh trail, / a bullfrog croaking 1:2, 23
White branches … white wall … / pale shadow puppets dancing / in the candlelight. 1:1, 9
without sound / across the domehouse curves / a buzzard’s shadow 10:1, 23
years upon years … / and now this bit of dried grass / in my old journal 3:3, 31

Lamont, Ernestine
After the mountain shower, / sunlight — / on manzanita … 3:2, 41
Chopin’s Minute Waltz: / this time we almost made it — / the clock and 1. 3:1, 22
In the birdbath / tree-fallen avocado — / outraged chirp-chatter 4:1, 39
Lull in the first rain … / flattened brown leaves / wind-glued to sidewalk. 3:3, 21

Lampe, Fred
A creek trickles on / down its lonely path so long / through December winds. 7:4, 23

Lamphears, Paulita
A single raindrop / falls to meet the scorching sand … / fades to nothing. 5:3, 28
Chin in hand, / Deep in thought, / The statue hears nothing. 5:1, 21

Landauer, Anne
A misty sunset — / tombstones in crooked rows / with brush between them 4:1, 16
After petal-fall: / the curved beak / of pruning shears. 1:3, 27
Ah, the brightness / of while ducks and geese / among the mallards! 5:2, 13
Alone now / but for the photographs / on the old upright 10:1, 48
Among the effects, / gardening shoes — still keeping / the shape of her 6:2, 27
Between millrace / and spillway — / the slow-moving wheel 5:2, 13
Beyond the village / already in shadow: / the cemetery 5:1, 17
Burning leaves / against the law — / just this handful 4:1, 35
Coming upon / old sandstone grave markers / in an autumn wood 4:1, 16
Country churchyard: / under snow’s seamless cover / the separate graves 4:3, 49
Ducks on the millpond — / their acute angles of wake / intersecting 5:2, 13
Early morning sun — / on every fir twig / a frozen raindrop! 7:2, 5
Even here / in this alien land / Venus … 4:1, 35
Frozen pond / a flock of mallards waiting / to be fed … 5:2, 13
Frozen pond / freed by a southeaster / oh, the birds! 5:2, 13
Full moon — setting — / its face brush-stroked / with bent grasses. 6:2, 27
Gaggle of white geese / crossing the blacktop — / cars line up … 5:2, 13
Headstones — a pair — / in a large rectangle / of smaller ones 4:1, 16
How steep and narrow / this twisting lane / to the old burying ground 4:1, 16
Kneeling / she touches the white crocus / to see it 4:1, 35
Midnight, Christmas Eve: / leaning against each other — / unsold evergreens. 2:1, 8
Night light / on folded knuckled hands — / the clock ticking … 5:1, 17
Old burying ground — / young girl kneeling on a grave / to make a rubbing. 1:3, 16; 4:1, 5, 16
“Old Cove Cemetery: 1693” [sequence] 4:1, 16
Old woman / watching / a leaf let go … 6:2, 27
Out of a cloud shadow / into the sunlight — / companioned again. 3:1, 41
Pond ice crowding / mallards in a water hole — / their restless voicing 5:2, 13
Rolling this way … that … / a thistle seed / searches the blacktop 4:3, 49
Round and round / center of stillness: / old water wheel 5:2, 13
Slow ring within ring / moving across a still pond / breaking at its edge … 1:4, 23
Squeezed / into their children’s desks: / children again. 3:1, 32
Standing it up, / he twirls the little balsam — / measuring its worth 2:1, 5
Sundown: on the millpond / a white swan / riding its reflection 5:2, 13
Sunlight splintering / in the fall of water / over the milldam 5:2, 13
Table monument / over the grave of the first / of a first family 4:1, 16
The cry of a gull / lighting / on open water … 2:4, 21
Waking in the night / to find the moon like himself — / behind prison bars. 2:3, 12
Walking in pairs — / children with branches of lilac / to lay on old graves. 2:2, 38
Walking to a fog / and cobwebs on a wet lawn / that conceal design. 1:4, 20
Watching / her room mate pack: / terminal patient 10:1, 4
Wild ducks — / startled by a footfall: / their canted wheeling. 2:4, 21
Wind-scarred drifts: / even the tallest headstone — / anonymous. 1:2, 26
Winter night — / the old village twine mill / burning … 7:2, 26
With each autumn gust / a cloud of spray swirls high / above the milldam … 7:3, 35

Lane, Frona
From my aeroplane — / rainbowed between me and earth — / nimbus somersault. 2:2, 22

Langford, Kevin
The stairs wind downwards, / creeping ever so slowly, / seeming not to end. 1:2, 33

Lara, Anna
Summer has come … / will children play once more / in the pleasant fields? 3:1, 27

Larsen, Linda
Honeybee with wings / sparkling in the summer sun … / honeysuckle day. 6:1, 28
The bells of vespers / drifting and mingling / with the twilight air. 6:1, 28

Lasher, Sheila
pausing in the shade / of a drowsy grasshopper: / twig-carrying ant 3:1, 33

Laska, P.J.
“Poetry and Zen: A Study of Basho’s ‘Narrow Road of Oku’” [essay] 9:1, 23–29

Lathrop, Chuck
blue footprints / in the January snow / hold the night 10:2, 50
first frost — / a thousand rising suns / in the grass 10:1, 56
with the sun / caught in its wings / the hawk soars beside the moon 10:1, 25

Latta, Ruth
Apple petals / filling last year’s nest / in the rain. 2:2, 9
At the new, raw grave / baby sister smiles at me / out of Mother’s eyes. 4:2, 3 (c)
Bewildered kitten / rushed out to catch young sparrows — / mouth full of sere leaves. 1:4, 19
Digging through waste cans / ragged woman gathers bulbs / for another spring 9:1, 54
Even in fog — gray / the blackbird shines … 5:3, 5
From the wave trough depth / our world now becomes green-walled / water every side. 1:4, 35
Hearing Irish jig, / hearts remember — but the feet / stutter in the steps. 1:1, 19
Skim of ice on pond, / empty willow branches stiff, / low-hung gray-gray sky. 1:1, 19
The fish-low trawler / trailed by criss-crossing wings, / a clamor of gulls 4:3, 41
Tolling buoy — / the very same note / wave after wave. 3:2, 12
Ungathered harvest — / endless rows of sere corn / rattle in pebbly snow. 5:1, 37
Up through soft muds / swords of iris. 5:3, 38

Lavinia, Mary
Among the cow’s bones / bleaching beside the trail — those / of her unborn calf 5:3, 20 (c)

Law, Carol
Only the bird tracks / in the dust of the road; / the summer heat … 1:3, 17

Lawler, Helen Rul
a flowered quilt / not quite covering / the corpse’s feet 10:2, 25
Again / the same branch turning / yellow first 10:1, 54
an old passion vine / tightening its tendrils / around chicken wire. 8:4, 6
Beside clodded field / a boney fingered mulberry / combing the night sky. 2:3, 32
day after day / weaving silks / she will never wear 10:2, 24
First day of school / children’s chatter dulled / by cicadas. 2:4, 32
Forbidden City; / sun bouncing off her gold teeth / and a bronze foo dog 10:2, 25
hunched plovers / looking for sea worms / in leftover foam. 5:2, 38
June breeze / a rusted chime quivers / in the teahouse 10:2, 24
Lifeboat / its shadow caught / on the sand 4:3, 41
Lone mockingbird — / drawing out the night / with a stolen song. 7:3, 35
mandarin ducks, / mated for life, feeding / on soured barley 10:2, 25
Middle-aged jogger / passing boy hitchhiking / in prone position 4:3, 41
over the black gorge / faint sky tracings / of a spent rainbow 10:2, 57
pagoda bats: / trailing black ribbons / across the city 10:2, 24
pool ripples: / bounding the old lady / even more. 8:4, 41
thrush song / and incense drifting / through the temple 10:2, 24
“Visit to Mainland China” [sequence] 10:2, 24–25
Winter honed wind: / windbells clang / instead of clink. 2:1, 39

Lawrence, Joel Conner
All summer long, / camping in the high country … / the mountain stars! 5:1, 12
Crossing blue river / white butterfly riding wind / to the other side. 2:3, 20
Desolate prairie, / and its silence unbroken / by these butterflies. 2:4, 12
Evening … the cattails / piercing the lake’s edge / where minnows swim. 5:1, 12
Gull lost in the sun / reappears over the sea / with a flashing fish! 2:4, 12
High soaring seagull / giving itself to the wind / this blustery day. 2:3, 20
On the winter field, / sunrise tinges the snow pink … / the breath of horses. 3:1, 29
The brown duck / floating in the cove / distant thunder. 4:3, 41

Lear, Ricky
The trees are blooming / on such a beautiful day, / birds have nests with eggs. 7:4, 22

Lear, Rosemary
A rose growing near … / sweet fragrances pass my way, / petals on the ground 9:1, 49

Lease, Roy
On visiting day / my mother’s withered face / behind the wire mesh 6:1, 6
Only a chimney / remains of the burnt farmhouse — / bricks against the sky. 5:3, 27

LeCount, David E.
In this shaded pool: / a dragon rinsing the sunset / off his scales 9:3, 9
On the stream bottom: / A wrinkled beer can rusting / into wavy moss 10:3, 48

Lee, William E.
Arrived in camp late — / going down to see the ocean / piecemeal by flashlight. 1:1, 18
Reclaiming its own … / paper bag full of seashells / awash in the surf … 1:2, 26
Tinkling bright as day / all night in the woods that brook / no one hears by day … 1:3, 35

Lemke, James Lawrence
again the thunderclap … / and this moment of fireflies / in the fall meadow 5:1, 17
old cat / sleeps on the sill; / sunset 3:3, 35
skirting dry grass / the butterflies mate / on the summer breeze 4:1, 33
sound of water … / the beaver disperses / the summer stars 5:1, 17
spitting / on my hand — / warm 4:1, 33
Spring’s empty road … / a sudden burst of blackbirds darts / into cloudless air. 2:3, 23
summer dusk … / a cricket chirps / from the charred hillside 4:1, 33
The crow caws, / then flies away into / blue fog. 2:3, 41
the heat! / just standing around — / the smoldering earth 4:1, 33
the rising sun — / a worm hangs from the branch / by a single thread 4:1, 13
“The San Bruno Mountains: A Summer Sketch” [haibun] 4:1, 33
the spring moon — / in the peach boughs below / the dawn mist lingering 4:3, 40

Leno, Lisa
a gust of wind — / as I walked / I heard a wind chime 9:3, 45

Lesher, Phyllis A.
At low tide, sea-pools / Become transparent boudoirs / Where small crabs undress. 2:3, 46 (r)
He broke his bottle — / His face crumples — He may cry! / Not strange? — He’s full-grown! 2:3, 46 (r)
Mother Alaska — / Umbilical cord still fast / To those she whelped 2:3, 45 (r)
The sun and the sea / Mating on the horizon / Begat mist-children 2:3, 45 (r)

Lewis, Carmen J.
Snowflakes captured / in my hand / gone forever. 3:1, 26; 4:1, 21

Lie, V.
Squatting motionless / the sun-tanned child and the toad / stare at each other. 2:3, 36 (a)

Lifshitz, Leatrice
autumn leaves falling — / in the house the Beatles sing / of endless love 10:1, 56
outside the window / trees cast familiar shadows / on this rented house 9:3, 21
Light Footsteps, by Raymond Roseliep [book note] 7:4, 45
Light Run: Haiku Poetry, by Michael McClintock [book note] 2:3, 47
Like Haiku, by Don Raye [book note] 3:1, 47; 5:1, 47
Linzmeier, Joe
Warm dunes. Nude bodies / making angels in the sand. / The full moon shining 10:3, 56

Lippsmeyer, Arla
A barbed wire fence — / only one leaping lamb leaves / a tuft of black wool. 3:1, 33
A burst of sunlight / strikes a pink lady’s-slipper / deep among the trees. 3:3, 35
An old man — / struggling against the north wind / and his angina 4:1, 12
In the garden bed / two plump frogs nestle in sleep. / Garter snake eyes them. 2:2, 38
Paying last respects / old friends visit, talk, and laugh. / Grandson stands alone. 4:1, 12
seeing a mirage — / our nearness / losing it 4:1, 12
Sudden downpour / an old farm wagon — / under it chickens. 4:3, 28
walking through the woods / stepping on the pine needles / and their fragrance 5:1, 37

Little, Geraldine Clinton
a confusion of crows / a clangor of abbey bells — / the monk ploughs on 7:2, 34
A dying man / looking at stars — / and looking and looking … 8:1, 26
a flock of finches / into fog — out of it / their golden song 7:1, 5
“A Sequence of Hours” 4:2, 14
after Bach / the bare beauty / of a winter branch 9:2, 35 (r)
All Saints Day: / in the park an old man / pockets pumpkin shards. 8:4, 21
All that silence / in the white moth’s wake 7:3, 36
all those daffodils / on the creek bank yellowing / the frog’s eyes 6:2, 21
“And Paris Again” [sequence] 5:3, 15
Autumn again / the old season words / claim his brush … 10:1, 54
Autumn dusk; / across the paraplegic’s eyes / passage of geese 10:3, 27
Child chasing / his sleet-streaked drawing / across the field. 4:2, 14
clouds of milkweed / joining / the others 4:1, 38
echoes of Piaf, / Pigalle … oh, this night mist / playing in my eyes 5:3, 15
“Eric Amman: Seminal Force in English-language Haiku” [essay] 6:3, 7–9
Even bread / balanced on the woman’s head / bounces sun 7:1, 37
First frost — / In the root cellar a mouse / warms up his teeth. 7:4, 35
Flock of song sparrows / spying the full feeder: / The paean-packed air! 4:2, 14
Forest & Mountain: A Memorial, by Foster and Rhoda Jewell [review] 7:2, 44
Forest boulder: / the light and dark / of lichen. 8:4, 21
“Gerard Manley Hopkins’ Relation to Haiku” [essay] 5:3, 33
Harsh wind howling; / an owl hooting its own kind / of morning song. 4:2, 14
He hears the sea gulls / with his eyes, old deaf sailor / windswept on the wharf. 5:2, 33
Hiawatha’s Country, by Foster Jewell and Rhoda de Long Jewell; Searching Today for Yesterday’s Tomorrow, by Foster Jewell and Rhoda de Long Jewell [group review] 7:4, 40–41
Hole … body … / The silence of water / moving under ice 9:2, 35 (r)
“Impressions: British Isles” [sequence] 3:1, 13
in the Abbey — / spider shrouding / the poets 3:1, 13
In the park / a city of sparrows sits / on St. Francis 8:3, 15
Knowing it is there, / the snow-erased mountain — / old kettle singing. 8:2, 30
“L.A. Davidson: Her Wealth of Ways through the World” [essay] 9:1, 14–17
Milkman trudging / through snow and the clangor / of schoolbells. 4:2, 14
mist and ponies / embracing / in the bog 3:1, 13
Monkey Island: / the oldest inhabitant / scratches his head. 8:1, 17
mountaintop cabin — / a candlelit pumpkin / no one comes to … 7:4, 35
onion soup at dawn — / charcoal-eyed prostitutes / still chic 5:3, 15
Pale on pond ice / a new moon threads itself through / willow wands. 7:2, 34
pension balcony / overlooking the Bois — trees / still mooncaught 5:3, 15
pensive on the bridge — / the Seine forever slithering / through stars and shadows 5:3, 15
puffs of peat smoke / writing / on the rain 3:1, 13
rain / forever falling on / the pastel moor 3:1, 13
Riverbank: a priest / watches an inchworm / measuring a missal. 8:4, 21
running after / spilled sun and wandering smoke / of roasting chestnuts 5:3, 15
Sea anemones / closing at a finger’s touch — / like that! 4:3, 41
Second coffee break: / I watching the cat watching / the twig-tapped window. 4:2, 14
Sitting in snow / under the empty feeder, / the moon-circled cat. 4:2, 14
slithering / out of itself — / snake 3:3, 20
Small boy tumbling / in for lunch; the cat pawing / a pool from his boots 4:2, 14
snowing again — / all the chimney pots / puffing 8:1, 26
Sparkling web / spanning the husband’s new grave / and his wife’s cold one. 5:1, 27
still fragrant / heather blooming / in old oils 3:1, 13
Storm subsiding: / A brief glimpse of the sun / over silence. 4:2, 14
Stretching my neck / to see the giraffe / stretching its neck 3:2, 7
Summer afternoon: / a swoop of swallows brightens / the old barn. 7:2, 34
sun blaze / stabbing the orchard / applepickers 9:3, 52
The old wino / on the stoop twitches away / a butterfly 6:3, 38
The spider slides / plumb from the pear tree / to petaled ground. 8:3, 15
through deer bones / grass thrusting, shading / three warm eggs 9:2, 35 (r)
two blending shadows / reshaping old chestnut trees / year after year 5:3, 15
Waiting in dawn light: / above the rooster’s racket, / a freight train’s whistle. 8:3, 15
Wandering wind — / a bit of old scarecrow / scampers after it. 6:2, 21
“Who Was R.H. Blyth?” [essay] 6:1, 26

Little, Polly
Arkansas springtime; / a blanket of dust pursues / the bright blue tractor … 8:4, 14
Beside the old barn; / a trumpet vine trails over / the rusty bedsprings … 8:4, 14
Beside the wheat field; / wild ivy almost conceals / a weathered brush pile … 8:4, 14
Rusted old car; / wild grape vines trail through / the broken windows 9:2, 19

Littlejohn, Susan
Lingering in the cove, / the afterglow / shimmers on the ripples 10:3, 57

Lloyd, David
A biting, wet wind — / by the bare trees, a small girl / is feeding the ducks … 8:1, 6
A herd of leaves breaks / over the curb, whirls around, / stampeded toward snow clouds. 1:4, 15
A silent duck / takes a little bit of the moon / beneath the water. 5:2, 34
A winter sky / not made brighter / by tinsel trees … 2:3, 17
Against the sunset / across the lake, a bull moose … / adding his water. 4:3, 30
Ah, once more / the roasted chestnuts / are really fresh! 4:3, 31
As the tide comes in / on the cold sand at sunset, / tracing her whole name … 5:3, 34
At sixty / he listens to roses / with obedient ears. 6:1, 42 (r)
August thunderstorm — / every one of the raindrops / makes its own fountain. 7:3, 39
Balancing the moon / on father’s old fedora / the clever snowman … 8:1, 28
Both discovering / even this one-day-old camp / is now familiar. 4:3, 30
Carefully stepping / into every mud puddle — / a boy in new shoes … 5:2, 34
Chrysanthemums / interrupt the streetwalker’s / conversation. 4:3, 31
Climbing the dogwood — / to bring down the captured kite — / stopped by open buds … 7:2, 18
Craning the neck / and feeling so young / staring at redwoods … 2:3, 13
December morning: / on the beach, the snow unmarked / for miles and miles and miles … 5:3, 37
Deep in the silence / discovering this cold stream — / splashing each other. 4:3, 30
Drinking the drippings / from the melting window ice, / a mockingbird. 3:3, 31
During the night / the chubby snow-woman / has gained some more weight. 5:1, 17
During the thaw, / Rising bubbles within bubbles / Still bubbling … [haiga] 2:2, 32
Early morning mists / drifting inland and mingling / with the bacon smoke. 4:3, 30
Empty cicada, / where is it you have gone, / yet left yourself here? 1:4, 8
Even in this snow, / the sound of the wolverine / is a bright red shriek. 5:1, 5
Even the ice / from these cherry branches … / has a sweet taste … 5:3, 37
Every day / a little bit thinner, / the fat snowman. 3:1, 24
Fall fireflies / blinking through the cool night — / turning leaves red … 1:4, 34
Flowing downstream / between the mountain pines, / a bird’s embryo. 6:1, 42 (r)
For this fall, / the war widow is wearing / his flight wings. 4:3, 31
From an autumn leaf, / letting the slow ladybug / climb on my finger. [haiga] 4:1, 29
Glimmering at dawn, / against the pinks and purples, / the new garbage can. 3:3, 31
Her ruff fluffed, / the Pekinese snorts / at the first snail … 2:3, 42
Holding it close / so it looks bigger than it is — / the first Mayapple [haiga] 2:2, 32
“Imitations” [sequence and haiga] 2:3, 17
In and out / Of blue blossoms, / Flying ants. [haiga] 2:1, 22
In the cold room / hearing only the whistle / in my nose … 5:3, 37
In the oak tree’s crotch, / a small bunch of wild flowers / is now blossoming … 7:2, 18
In the twilight / the yellow chrysanthemums / are still yellow [haiga] 4:1, 29
In the warm night / watching the white blossoms / wavering. [haiga] 4:1, 29
In the winter dusk, / the brightness of the bill / on the female cardinal. 6:1, 27
In this sudden thaw, / with all the muck and slush, / pussy willow pods. 3:2, 36
January night: / the edge of the frozen lake — / cracking rock noises … 8:1, 28
Just one pair / of ice skates scrapes / the old pond … 5:3, 37
Late winter: / some woodpeckers tat-tat / in silence. 6:1, 27
Making never-smoked pipes / from chestnuts 2:4, 36
Monarch butterfly / softly flutters by / Queen Anne’s lace. 6:1, 42 (r)
Not knowing why / I begin to mumble / to the maple tree. 5:2, 21 (a)
Now so still / that even the failing flakes / are making sounds … 5:3, 37
Nude / in the moonlight: / the snowman 9:2, 54
Oh, for Heaven’s sake! / That BLUE on the dragonfly — / where did he steal it? 5:2, 21 (a)
On the church bell now, / Quietly cleaning its feet, / A common housefly. 3:2, 26 (a)
On the mountain top: / Bending down to pick up / a small pebble. 5:2, 21 (a)
On the tip / of each cold azalea leaf, / a small white point … [haiga] 2:1, 22
On this first warm day, / coming out of the book — / a silverfish … 3:2, 36
Once again / the hall table is littered / with mittens. 4:3, 31
Only one clump / of chestnut pods / near the top. 2:4, 36
Perfectly still / on the marigold, / a bumblebee. 6:1, 42 (r)
Polishing / the dark brown chestnuts / against my nose. 4:3, 31
Quiet moonlight / broken by the sound of sleet / on my guitar. 2:3, 17
“Sequence Two” 4:3, 30
Shining chestnuts / from a spiked pod, / already dulling … 1:4, 32
Sitting up quickly / as some unknown snake swims by; / the heat seems hotter. 4:3, 30
Snowman / tightening his grip / on the shovel. 4:3, 31n (c)
Some turtle bubbles / on the surface of the lake — / small clouds in the sky … 4:3, 30
Some Typical Haiku Themes [workshop] 5:2, 21
Spiked pods, / nestling chestnut seeds: / a kid’s memories. 2:4, 36
Spring moonlight / working its way down / the cobwebs … 6:2, 37
That time of morning: / she used to call about now — / only the sound of snow … 6:2, 37
the autumn sun / begins to rise quite slowly / in the goldfish bowl. 6:3, 33
The bright sunset / caught in the branches / with the blossoms. 5:2, 21 (a)
The Buddha / at Kamakura / holding snow … 2:3, 17
The drunken singers — / trying to carol the town — / keep losing the tune 9:1, 32
The earth all gone, / the sky all gone, and still / the snow comes down. 2:3, 17
The first warm night: / youngsters out behind the barn / swapping love lies … 8:2, 28
The ink quill splitting / And spattering the paper / This cold spring evening … [haiga] 2:2, 32
The late summer tour: / one hundred and fifty clocks / sounding the hour … 4:3, 31
The longest day: / the new rattler in the zoo / keeps on striking. 7:3, 5
The smell of winter. / It hangs in the Spanish moss / and clings to wet pine. 5:1, 17
The snowman / losing his grip / in the thaw. 4:3, 31
The snowman’s nose / is dripping again / with the change. 6:1, 27
The trolley barns / revealed by falling / chestnut leaves … 2:4, 36
the white haired man / rebuilds the broken walls / with his cane 6:2, 37
Their bottoms all up, / the yellowjackets are drinking / in the old bird bath. 7:2, 18
This old bridge / now arching over / dried grasses. 4:3, 31
Through a crack / in the prison compound / this violet. 5:2, 21 (a)
Twigs fall / leaves are rustling, / ants come in. 6:1, 42 (r)
Wavering by / On this sunny winter day, / A bumble bee … [haiga] 2:1, 22
Waves of barley / spilling themselves endlessly / in the moonlight … 4:3, 6
Way up at this height / are these tiny blue flowers / called “Forget-Me-Nots.” [haiga] 4:1, 29
White chrysanthemums / And yellow chrysanthemums — / Both make me sneeze! 3:2, 26 (a)

Loomis, Bob
5 a.m. / waiting for the light to change, / one car … 8:1, 38
A deeper red / against the storm — dark sky — / these fresh camellias! 5:1, 27
Bright white / even on this moonless night: / new almond blossoms … 7:1, 31
Caught in the phone lines / until it starved to death: / some child’s kite … 8:1, 16
Entering the dark room, / lace curtains in the moonlight — / just that, nothing more … 8:1, 6
Into the distance / cottonwoods / trace the river 9:2, 33
Noon — a dustplume / moves along the distant road; / insects drone on. 9:2, 22
Resting on a beam / above the kitchen table: / spring’s first two flies … 7:1, 31
Sitting on the beach, / throwing sand in her own face, / this laughing baby! 4:2, 36
Smelling the sound / of her brushing her hair / over the furnace … 8:1, 38
Stranded on its back / this june bug dances on its wings / in circles on the table … 7:1, 31
Stuck on the ceiling / after the kids are in bed: / two helium balloons … 7:1, 31

Loose, Gerry
on her coat / brought indoors / the smell of cold 3:1, 39
rain leaving / rain / rotting 5:1, 19
sultry afternoon / the dog moves / only to scratch an ear 3:1, 23
the burdock / where it / stands 5:1, 19

Lorenzo, Arlene
Heat waves, / tar-soaked highway, / a buzzard-covered tree. 4:2, 22

Lorenzo, Cynthia
morning / claims / the ragged cricket. 5:2, 20

Loring, Lori
Moss covered stones / descending to dark water / Abandoned well. 5:1, 21
Lotus Buds, by Eleanor DiGiulio [book note] 1:4, 47

Louvière, Matthew
Dimly through the mist, / over leaf-matted ground, / a white crane approaches. 7:3, 39
Up in his spring hut, / the old man stirs his rice pot / with a bamboo flute. 7:3, 39
Luna Moth by Candleflame, by Sister Marguerite Schaul [book note] 9:2, 48

Lundin, Judith
Honeymoon over; / the sound of the dishwasher / in conch shells 10:3, 40

Lundy, Nancy
As I slowly walked / a shadow trailed behind me … / I turned; it was gone. 3:1, 27

Lutz, Gertrude May
Heaven, Earth, and Man / she arranges in a bowl … / Candies light her eyes. 2:1, 38
One pink peony, / two blue dragonflies on leaves — / Maki-e on jade. 2:2, 13

Lyles, Bobby
A foaming wave; / the beautiful castle / is now just wet sand 10:1, 44
Bicycling … / Hair sticking out / from my shadow 10:2, 34
Spring — / the sapling overshadows / the woodpile 10:3, 34
Swaying trees / accurately describe / the gusty wind 10:1, 45
The first rays / of the sunshine through / morning dew 9:2, 44
Tiny trickle / upon my brow — / umbrella up 9:2, 45
Widow’s home — / covering the mailbox / a decade of vines 10:3, 34

Lyles, Peggy Willis
April afternoon: / the blind man shifts his camp stool / to a patch of sun 10:2, 48
asphalt underfoot / and our telescope focused / on the Pleiades 10:2, 57
At the edge / of the ocean … / so many stars 10:1, 20
Beyond / the snowman / the scarecrow 10:1, 41
Concrete pipe cocoon — / the tallest schoolboy curls in / with Lord of the Rings 10:1, 46
Diamond-etched names / Of bivouacked Union soldiers … / My breath on the pane 9:2, 46
Eleven o’clock … / On the sundial an inchworm / Humps toward afternoon 9:1, 19
Harvest chill: / the fortune teller elevates / her arthritic knee 10:3, 40
Honeysuckle scent / as we release fireflies / from the jelly jar 10:2, 15
Just short of the crest / the jogger breaks his stride — / red leaves in the air 10:3, 37 (r)
Long pine shadows… / in and out among them / our long legged son 10:3, 37 (r)
October twilight: / the scarecrow in the garden / drops its other glove 10:3, 6
Saturday, the tune / he whistles as he turns / the children’s pancakes 10:1, 48; 10:3, 37 (r)
Scuppernong arbor: / an old woman’s knotted hand / resting on the vine 10:3, 17
September whirlwinds / mark my path with maple leaves — / the mockingbird’s song. 8:3, 37
spring rain / dogwood petals stick / to yellow slickers 10:2, 38
Summer solstice: / letting go of the balloon — / reaching for the string 10:1, 20
The shrimper casts: / for an instant the sunset / swims in his net 10:2, 28
Twisted water oak — / a yearling scrapes furred antlers / on lichened bark 10:3, 19

Lynch, Edward
Five-Seven-Five: Contemporary Verse in the Classic Haiku Form, by James David Andrews [review] 6:2, 45

Lyon, Mabelle A.
A caged puma / and a man in a wheel chair / stare at each other. 2:3, 42
a small scarecrow / turning in the autumn wind / not even a crow 7:2, 13
cold morning / a dog on three legs skids past / his lamp post 8:4, 11
Creaking together / in the sun, worn rocking chair / and a thin old man. 1:1, 29
Foggy night / shadows speak / in hushed voices. 5:3, 40
Grain by grain the wind / is moving old kiva bricks / back to the mesa 10:2, 5
Her casket / slowly moving down the aisle / she walked as a bride. 8:3, 6
in the river / under the reflected lights / darkness flowing 6:2, 17
In the still desert / susurrus of mesquite beans … / and a giant moon. 1:3, 18
On the fog bound beach / the sharp slap of sea on rock / and a rescue boat. 2:1, 13
on the still water / a canoe glides silently / over the moon 7:2, 13
Painted Desert sands / sifting through gnarled fingers / into new patterns 5:3, 20 (c)
Saguaro in bloom / cactus wrens peering out / between the spines 7:3, 39
startled snake / and my mother fleeing / from each other 7:1, 32
thin alley cat / oozing along window sill / as I cut my steak 7:1, 32
This old pueblo / wind lifted sand moves in out … / undisturbed by man. 3:2, 42
Through the mist / and island swimming / against the tide. 8:4, 11
Under the bright sun / rippling shadows chase their gulls / across the water. 1:3, 13

Lytle, Ruby
I, who climbed so high, / Am only an ant to you — / Eagle in the sky. 1:1, 18
Morning’s gold baton … / from the elm where sparrows slept, / gay calliope 1:2, 14
Puddle in the street — / watercolor: clouds and sky / glassed in at my feet. 1:3, 19
Strong wicker basket, / afternoon sun and shadow / fragile cobweb lace. 1:3, 27
Wait, butterfly, wait — / While my caterpillar feet / Find the garden gate. 1:1, 29

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Mable, Gregory
A summer breeze blows / from blue sea to sandy shore, / swaying of willows 9:3, 44
Over frozen ponds, / the skaters carve signatures / of the winter frost 10:2, 34

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MacConaghy, Theodore
Grey wind in winter … / the battered eucalyptus / does its molting dance. 8:3, 18

MacGavin, Elizabeth Cushing
In the cupped hands / of the stone madonna — / a nest full of finches 2:4, 38
Old lady tatting / pushing colored threads in and out / with callused fingers 1:3, 16
Sunday bells pealing / girls with black shoes and white gloves / hear of barefoot Christ 1:2, 29
Two kites / stretching toward the sun / failing and breaking 1:3, 21

Machado, Antonio
Beside the black water, / scent of sea and jasmines. / Málaga night. 7:4, 17 (a)
He sings, sings, sings / beside his tomato-plant — / the cricket in his cage. 7:4, 17 (a)

MacKenzie, Alan
catching marsh frogs; / the slick skin of mud / on bare feet 6:2, 17
limp red petals / beside the drying stem / curled no longer red 4:1, 38

Macklin, Evelyn I.
Dry tumbleweed ships, / wind-blown across desert sand, / scuttled by cactus. 1:3, 20

Maemura, Yasunori
window glasses / stealing / a little bit of sunset color 10:3, 35

Magovern, Betty
In the suburbs, / clinging to a chain link fence / … wild roses 9:2, 12

Mainone, Robert F.
Hear the summer pass / incessant insect sizzle / song of golden grass 7:1, 14 (a)

Makato [Betty Drevniok]
A pale morning moon; / shadow of the starflower / on its own leaf 8:4, 44 (r)
Long evening shadows; / down the greening hillside / the hidden creek’s sound … 7:3, 45 (r)
Still at noon / hoarfrost in the sundial shadow; / the sound of an axe 8:4, 44 (r)
Sweltering heat … / river-reeds shadow the dead bass / rocking in the shallows 8:4, 44 (r)
The after-rain smell: / along the path white lilacs / in pale evening light 8:4, 44 (r)

Malaschak, Dolores
Birds huddled on fence / like a long row of commas / punctuating snow. 2:1, 33
fragile fish fossil / frozen in waves of limestone; / patio textbook. 1:3, 21

Malody, Bonnie May
After the downpour / boughs of the evergreen-elm / still raining … 5:3, 38
Autumn cricket: / after every note / a longer silence. 7:4, 19
Birds listing / as they fly, / the plum tree snowing … 5:3, 18
Distant thunder; / around the garden lantern / flashes of white moths. 7:4, 6
Empty ball park; / crickets take back / the stillness 9:2, 22
Far off, heat lightning; / deep in the wild rose thicket / the sound of bees. 7:3, 4
His whole allowance / spent for a single guppy! / … He names it “Jaws.” 7:2, 35
Hot afternoon: / under the concrete birdbath — / a cluster of snails 7:1, 11
Hot afternoon; / still perched on the cedar trunk — / the dry shells of locusts. 8:4, 17
Hot summer morning; / slowly the shadows pull back / under the maples 9:2, 43
Hot summer wind / rattles the bean pods — / and the cicadas 9:2, 24
In the dark cedar — / a sudden moonbeam catches / the eyes of the owl. 8:2, 6
In the desert sand / sidewinder tracks and ours / merge for a moment … 6:3, 41
In the stubbled field — / that dry, end-of-summer scent / the sun brings out. 7:1, 11
Kite in the wind / tying boy and sky / together. 5:3, 5
Little Bighorn: / now only the sound of wind / through the grass … 7:2, 5; 7:3, 3,
Misty morning; / in and out of the sunlight / a white heron. 8:3, 15
New Year’s Eve / winding the grandfather’s clock / at half-past nine. 8:1, 28
New Year’s Eve in the country; / sound of the grandfather clock / comes up the stairwell 9:3, 52
Sound of thunder; / under the house the old dog / moves father back. 8:3, 15
Spring frogs: / an old man tapping a cane / stops to listen. 7:3, 5
Spring frogs; / a boy walks his bicycle / over the bridge. 8:3, 15
Storm clouds gather; / still on the red hibiscus / a white butterfly 9:2, 6
Storm clouds gather; / still the butterfly struggles / from the split cocoon 9:3, 10
Summer evening; / stirring the star in my cup / with a tarnished spoon 9:2, 20
The kite in the wind — / is almost / flying the boy. 8:4, 17
The tumbled seashell / left on the sand / catches the sunset. 7:4, 19
Up from the river — / closing in on the cabin — / the circling mist … 7:4, 19
Warm spring evening; / suddenly in the doorway / stands the full moon … 8:4, 17
Wild summer storm: / the elm keeps leaning closer / to the window. 7:2, 35
Wind / tugging a kite / tugging a boy … [haiga] 6:2, 31
Wind in the elm … / the moon / keeps changing branches. 6:1, 12
Winter dusk — / the blue snow bluer still / in the spruce’s shadow. 6:1, 12
Winter dusk; / new snow falling / on old elms, 8:1, 28

Maloy, Miriam C.
Hail hammers the roof … / the sleeping cat jumps up, / twists to lick his back. 7:4, 29
Midnight silence … / one stick added to the fire / crackles! 7:4, 29
“Spring Storm” [sequence] 7:4, 29
Wind under the door … / the spring bouquet silently / drops one pink petal. 7:4, 29
Man with No Face, by Michael McClintock [book note] 5:3, 47

Manderino, John Robert
the blond whore in the doorway / watching the rain 6:1, 22

Mangan, Jeanne
Raking away / the leafy blanket to find / a green cone. 5:1, 19

Margeson, June A.
In the proper light / A pebble is a diamond … / And all love is true. 1:1, 38 (r)
Oh, breathtaking sight! / Blue violets in the grass — / They pull one’s heart so. 1:1, 38 (r)
Snowfall that we two / Ran laughing in together, / Will it fall again? 1:1, 38 (r)

Margulies, Teddy
A kite … / guided by / the wind. 4:1, 20
Between / two citrus plants … / a cactus. 6:2, 22

Maria, Lorrie
In the field / between corn and beans, / a turquoise stone 9:2, 44

Markoff, Sol
A rouged rose beckons, / How lovely its sweet fragrance, / Oh, those cruel thorns! 7:2, 43 (r)
At a windy blast, / A frightened flock of fall leaves / Scurry to take flight. 7:2, 43 (r)
Powerful poppy! / Breaking through the stoned sidewalk / To bloom in the crack. 7:2, 43 (r)

Marshall, Alice
Spring cleaning: / the barren woman / finds her first doll 10:3, 40

Martin, Gloria A.
Evening storm / sweeps a naked bird from nest; / the next morning — ants 2:1, 39
Gnarled apple tree / in corner of old — fenced yard / posts leaning on wires 2:1, 17
kites / airborne / by blasts of laughter 7:1, 36
night winds / in the sleeves / of the scarecrow 6:2, 37
Sewer rat … / staring beyond / the trap. 7:1, 36
Shiny black spider / braiding the air with its legs — / hair wisps at my cheek … 3:2, 34
Showing visitors / into the dining room — / a black waterbug. 2:4, 6
Startled hen pheasant / monetarily pauses — / young chicks try their wings. 1:1, 21
“Teaching Haiku to Elementary School Students” [essay] 2:3, 35–37
Thunder! / and now the scent / of these slept-in sheets. 3:2, 34
Young weasel … / moonlit chickenhouse / flying feather dust … 1:3, 33

Martin, Gloria A., and Larry Martin
icicle dripping; / a spot of earth / spreading in the snow … 2:2, 6

Martinez, Ethel
Above the chimney — / smoke and snowflake / meeting. 1:1, 20
Slow old man — / your summer shadow / passing you. 1:3, 30

Mary Marguerite, Sister
green blades of corn / flap to the wind — / the nuns’ veils 9:3, 5
His last touch / he carves / breath into wood 10:2, 43
on spindly legs / the newborn colt: / morning mist 10:3, 45
the luna moth / alights on the bed / darkness deepens 9:1, 19
the priest / stirs the red leaves / harvest moon 9:3, 51
thunder clap / dandelion fluff / scattering 10:1, 10
Why so gloomy? she sings / to the man reading / a small fragment of paper 10:1, 46

Mary Regina, Sister, PCPA
haiga to haiku by Sister Mary Seraphim, PCPA 2:2, 7; 2:3, 21; 3:1, 8; 2:1, 32; 3:3, 32; 3:1, 8

Mary Seraphim, Sister, PCPA
A narrow white bed, / smooth and unwrinkled / in the tranquil sun. 2:4, 23
“A Nun’s Cell” [sequence] 2:4, 23
A slender young hand / guides a flame from wick to wick, / shadows quiver. 4:1, 22
A wisp of a smile / threatens her properly pursed lips. / I hold my breath. 1:3, 23
After the rain / all around the garden bench / incense is rising. 4:3, 46
All Soul’s Day. / Wild black crows crying / to the flying leaves. 4:2, 44
At the window, / white-veiled novice, / green plants 7:4, 33
Bells pong the air / gently protesting / the setting sun. 4:1, 22
Blushing with fragrance, / he offers warm cookies / to grateful noses. 1:2, 17
breathless summer heat / but pools of coolness / cupped in the hollow. 4:3, 27
“Cloister — Evening” [sequence] 4:1, 22
Dew-kissed in the dawn / you stand, complaining / that your shoes are wet. 1:1, 8
“Down in the Hollow” [sequence] 4:3, 27
Dusk in the hollow, / leaf-laden branches / gently breathing. 4:3, 27
From the high scaffold / painters peer in puzzlement / on walled-in women. 6:1, 14
Gnarled hands are folded / around a strong young arm / for a few steps to chapel. 5:3, 34
In the woods / green and white shadows are dancing, / dancing on me. 1:2, 17
Interlacing forsythia / brightly fencing in / the staid brown woods 4:3, 27
On the painted wall, / an unfinished wooden cross / — without a corpus. 2:4, 23
On the white table, / light leaves of an open book / rustle in the breeze. 2:4, 23
Overhead branches / restlessly reverse their leaves, / scattering the sun. 4:3, 27
Pallid spring sun — / in the chapel’s ell / snow nestles … still 10:2, 51
Rinsed clean and at peace, / the night is arising / in garlands of stars 1:2, 17
Seedlings bursting / through the rich dark loam / capped with their seeds. [haiga] 3:3, 32
She smiles. / Ripples spread / from face to face 2:4, 15
Sifting down the breeze / miniature white petals / flour the green moss. 4:3, 27
“Sisters” [sequence] 5:3, 34
Slender flowers / bend and rise, bend and rise, / sprinkler passes. 7:2, 34
Stark against the sun / stands the tree that warped in the storm / and died without fruit. 1:1, 26
sudden showers: / daisies with muddy faces / greeting the sun. 4:3, 27
Swish of long robes, / scuffing of sandaled feet, / — the chapel fills. 4:1, 22
The old nun murmurs, / deftly whisks off the years / and dances, dances … 5:3, 34
The praying hands / deftly squash a spider; / refold in prayer. 6:1, 14
The refectory — / the reader’s voice disappears / between spoons and plates. 5:2, 33
The shawl is arranged; / the windows quietly shut; / cushion carefully placed. 5:3, 34
The tree overhead / guards small, hard fruit with long thorns / splendidly untouched. 1:3, 22
The young nun kneels / behind the wisp of habit and shawl, / folds hands and waits. 5:3, 34
Uncurtained window / framing the restless luxuriance / of a young maple. 2:4, 23
Voices lift and fall / in ancient, austere cadence. / Crickets sing softly. 4:1, 22
Washers rush and roar, / mercilessly whirling clothes / to sodden cleanliness. 1:4, 38
Workmen pound and saw / while nuns serenely chant / and dust softly falls. 6:1, 14
Mary Seraphim, Sister, PCPA, and Sister Mary Regina, PCPA
Black waters swirling / through white arches of brambles. / Only a ditch. [haiga] 3:1, 8
First moment of spring, / coming down a dark stairway / hearing a bird sing. [haiga] 2:2, 7
Grey silk rain / stretched on a loom / between earth and sky [haiga] 2:1, 32
She rounds the corner, / rosary beads announcing / a veil to follow. [haiga] 2:2, 7
Snowflakes on lashes / sparkle in the gleaming speed / of moonlight sled — rides [haiga] 2:1, 32
Sturdy zinnias blaze / rebuking pallid vapors / of fragile flowers. [haiga] 2:3, 21
The smog-dimmed sun / slithers through the murky sky / green fruit is falling. [haiga] 2:3, 21
Toil-worn fingers / patiently telling beads / of Job’s smooth tears. [haiga] 2:1, 32
Wind of the morning / lifting, shifting the shadows, / tugging my veil [haiga] 3:1, 8

Mason, Val
Comparing footsteps / in grass moistened with spring dew: / father and small son. 2:2, 13
Eternal taper / framed with cherry blossoms / and passing tourists. 2:2, 39
Facing cement wall / with shadows touching shadows / and sound of hammers. 1:4, 37
Lone sea gull hovers / near fisherman’s bobbing cork / waiting for the catch. 1:4, 35
My knees are feeble / crossing the old swinging bridge / above the river. 4:1, 13
Spiraling petals / covering the mountain side — / a boy with a sled waits. 2:1, 14
Winding mountain pass: / exit suspends intruder / between two night skies. 1:4, 34
Matsuo Basho, by Makoto Ueda [book note] 5:1, 47

Matsuo-Allard, R. Clarence
an old man / feet unsure of the icy path / enters the millyard at dawn 7:2, 19
autumn fades away / and frost upon a leaf / betrays the dawn 7:1, 41 (r)
dawn light through my window a moth blows in 9:1, 19
flying through the air / a frog / that peed in my hand 7:2, 19
in the breeze / the empty clothes line — / except for the pins 10:1, 13 (r)
my wife doesn’t know frost ferning up the glass 10:1, 13 (r)
One foot touching lightly / stops / the two ton car 10:1, 13 (r)
seeking a new path peonies blooming here and there 10:2, 39
so many pools on the mud flats reflecting the sky 9:1, 44
that carnival vender / I / pretending nuance 7:1, 41 (r)
walking in circles / the pigeon / watching me 10:1, 13 (r)

Maupin, Brent
blowing white breath / in the cat’s face / its hair growing longer 4:3, 23
going through the gate / the tall one breaks a cobweb / with his head 4:3, 23
in the shelter of the rain Buddha / caterpillars crawl / all day long 4:3, 23
swiftly passing by / the child’s crying face / which has no voice 4:3, 23

Maxson, Gloria
A vastness of sky, / earth-things small and out-of-scale — / a child’s drawing. 1:4, 23
A wisp of woodsmoke — / white wraith of a dead tree / wandering in the air. 2:1, 40
A young girl / letting down her fine, long hair; / soft spring rain failing. 4:2, 40
An autumn windstorm — / and on the scarecrow’s jacket / one button swinging. 5:1, 17
Around a bare tree / spring winding colored ribbons / a leaf at a time. 2:2, 11
Asleep outside / till thunder stumbles / over me 8:1, 46 (r)
At New Year’s / a grinning scarecrow open-armed / receives the wind. 3:1, 36
At the sea edge, / rough brown shacks sunk in the sand, / culturing in mist. 1:4, 40
Between the coarse steel / of telephone wires, / a spider’s fine line. 3:2, 19
Between two redwoods — / suddenly remembering / dead parents. 4:1, 23
Both with arms flung wide / a young boy and the old sea / running to embrace 8:1, 46 (r)
Bottle on the beach — / inside it a cryptic / scribble of sand 2:1, 36
Dry-docked liner / laboring through heavy seas / of noisy tourists. 4:1, 23
Early blizzard — / old scarecrow’s scrawny arms / muscled with snow 9:3, 35
Foggy New Year’s Day — / scarecrow with his arms flung out, / pointing either way. 5:1, 17
I hear you, cricket, / cutting your little notches / into the big night 8:1, 46 (r)
In a still pool, / the heron’s straight legs / fractured by reflection. 3:1, 36
In an old log / the round, bright peer / of a beer can. 4:3, 19
In the city park, / spring is everywhere except / in Beethoven’s face. 4:2, 40
In this churning wake, / a dashed white of foam and spray / turning into gulls. 3:2, 19
In this coldsnap / even the edges of the stars / have curled! 2:1, 38
January First — / the scarecrow in a gay scarf / and bright red mittens. 5:3, 40
Just before the storm / just before the thunderclap / a crowded silence 8:1, 46 (r)
Loose at the waist, / tight at the jaw, / a neighbor jogs by, 4:2, 40
Playing on New Year’s, / children rob the scarecrow’s rags / to dress a snowman. 5:3, 40
Rain in the meadow — / and a lark shaking himself dry / of song. 1:4, 23
Redwoods on a truck / and still towering, / horizontally. 3:1, 36
Redwoods standing deep / in the shadow of their own / antiquity. 2:3, 41
Scooped in sand, / depressions / the sea fills. 2:4, 20
Sealegs / wasted on this new pier / without seasway! 4:1, 23
Solitary walk / suddenly accompanied / by dandelions. 2:2, 13
Still aching / my eyes climb down / the redwood 8:1, 46 (r)
The deaf boy / casting in a silent pond / mute pebbles. 8:1, 46 (r)
The old mission garden / a blur of green pepper trees / and mouldering walls. 2:3, 40
The old polar bear, / sniffing in the city zoo / at a piece of ice. 3:2, 19
The old rooster crows / and pushes morning open / on creaking hinges. 2:2, 26
The sea / in ebb, drifts out / to sea … 2:4, 20
The young pastor / shouts eternal life / in grandfather’s deaf ears. 3:1, 22
This old field pumpkin — / all that remains of autumn / a yellowing skull 8:1, 46 (r)
This windchime / encumbered with icicles / still tinkling 9:3, 37
Unboned / the silver trout on my plate / at New Year’s. 3:2, 19
Yellow, pink, and red, / the revelers’ balloons / tied to scarecrow’s arm. 5:3, 40

Mayer, Laurie
A candle — / and shadows chasing spiders / on the bedroom wall. 7:1, 23

Mayfield, Carl
Rain soft enough / to go nameless … / dripping down the neck 10:2, 16

Mazur, Rita Z.
glaring sun on sand … / yet the rattlesnake stays cool / in the badger’s hole 7:2, 19
somewhere … / beyond the dry rushes, / a crisp, clear sound 7:2, 19

McCamy, Jean
A tart-apple wind / licks candy colored leaves / dripping downhill. 1:4, 13
Dead, dry petals fall, / curling up around themselves / on an ingrown earth. 1:4, 21
Diamond baubles hang / from silvered sycamore limbs / showing winter’s wealth. 2:1, 33
Ice crusted cedars / touch fingers in the wind. / Winter’s silver bell. 2:1, 40
Red fairy flowers / bloom on a field of green moss. / Ants tickle my knees. 2:3, 22

McCartney, Dorothy W.
A failing star … / changing course and climbing high, / its flight lights blinking 3:1, 37
Arthritic fingers / pulling at the gray shawl fringe / in time to waltz strains 4:1, 26
Bus-pane tapestries … / villages, woods, fields … plaided / with blizzard-white stripes 1:4, 20
Elbow jerked away / from the nurse guiding it … / feet stumbling alone 4:1, 26
Eyelids closed, jaw dropped, / and a great buzz-saw wrestling / with ivory and bone 4:1, 26
Organdy ruffles / at the window … where a claw / clutches them and waves 4:1, 26
Still blooming in fall — / one flower child with bare feet / deep-rooted in dirt 1:4, 13
“The Old in the Nursing-home Parlor” [sequence] 4:1, 26
Tidily fenced in — / a helter-skelter garden / of drooping tombstones 1:4, 39
Tumbleweed drifting / down a lonely ghost-town street …. / Channel switch clicking 4:1, 6, 26

McClintock, Michael
“A Conversation with John Wills” 7:2, 6–8
a drizzling rain … / washing their blood / into their blood 2:4, 41 (r)
a fly / comes to taste … / his wound 4:3, 44
a grasshopper / jumped into it: / summer dusk 2:4, 41 (r)
a grave / is filled: / autumn twilight 4:2, 15
A Haiku Journey: Basho’s “The Narrow Road to the Far North” and Selected Haiku, translated and introduced by Dorothy Britton [review] 6:2, 46
a house / distantly burns: / the sky of autumn 4:3, 46
A Language without Words, by Cid Corman [review] 4:3, 56–57
a man / with no face / the autumn rain 5:3, 44 (r)
a side-canyon: / pausing a moment, listening / into its reach … 2:2, 17
A Thousand Petals: Haiku and Tanka, by Jinna Johnson; The Ah-Ness of Things: Haiku and Senryu, by Phyllis A. Lesher [group review] 2:3, 44–46
a vine with birds / slowly drifting, / passes the canoer 4:1, 19
A yellow balloon / bumping a way … bursts / through the tangled trees. 2:3, 11
above, an iron sky: / it is here, / the first snowflake 6:3, 13
after an hour / smelling the sea — / seeing it 5:1, 42
after the rain, / the snails all come out / leading their little ones 3:3, 31
along the throat / of the drinking cow, / the clear water’s light 6:3, 13
At the window, / pausing to look at the moon / looking in. 1:4, 34
Autumn moonrise; / the one-eyed owl / uncurling talons. 1:4, 14
“Beholding Lilies: A Comment on Elizabeth Searle Lamb” [essay] 7:3, 7–8
between the poppies / and the morning star, / a narrow road 5:1, 42
Bittersweet, by James Tipton [review] 7:1, 43
bodies, / legs straightened: / one row 4:3, 44
boom / go the guns, / bowels 4:3, 44
Cornstubble: Haiku of Fall and Winter, by John Wills [review] 2:4, 44–45
dead cat / open-mouthed / to the pouring rain. 2:4, 43 (r)
dead old cat / open-mouthed / to the spring rain. 2:2, 9; 2:4, 43 (r)
“Death Valley: Four Poems” 2:2, 17
Distant Lanterns, by Jan S. Streif [review] 1:4, 44
Dotted between new roads, / new houses, / covered too with dust. 1:3, 30
Fishline — down and down / through the icehole; / the deep winter. 2:1, 13
floating on my back, / feeling through the water / the bottom cold 5:1, 42
From a Cup of Old Coins, by Michael Tarachow [review] 6:3, 44
from a low branch / falls a leaf; / the autumn heat 6:3, 13
from the mudbank / a jay calls for a mate / to the streaming mist 5:1, 42
glimmering morning / silence unfolds all / the yucca 2:4, 42 (r)
glistening, the long grass / also bends the way / of the Little Sur river 5:1, 42
going out / into the groundmist / on naked legs 5:3, 44 (r)
Haiku Sketches, by Foster Jewell [review] 1:4, 43
Hanaupah Canyon / peachbrush and pepperweed / smell of morning 3:1, 14
her voice / hidden / among the blue rocks 5:3, 44 (r)
hungry / without money — / after awhile / stopt pretending / ate a parsnip 5:3, 44 (r)
i can see the void / i can see it all / around me / but i feel it / right here 5:3, 44 (r)
in the seashell / too, the same cold / sound of spaces 4:1, 19
Itadakimasu: Essays on Haiku and Senryu in English, by William J. Higginson [review] 2:4, 46
Listening / to the open / sky 3:1, 14
Long after his swoop, / the hawk’s cry returns / the canyon stillness. 3:1, 15
Looking back — / the kite gone / from the village sky 3:3, 5
“Midsummer Day Poems” [sequence] 2:3, 11
moonlit night; / spice-scented, even this / plain turnip 6:3, 13
November morning: / the shrill voice of the ferry, / the pilot’s white teeth. 2:1, 13
on her shoes / the dust between / our houses 5:1, 12
only the whistle / of the evening ferry / fills my stomach. 2:4, 42 (r)
Out back / the plink of a horseshoe: / midsummer day. 2:3, 6
Out of shadow / ghosts a tree-cricket … / into shadow. 2:3, 11
Outriding the tide / and then, bobbing in again, / the glass-eyed gull. 2:3, 38
over the windy dune, / my shadow at dusk / blows into the evening 4:2, 15
Packing the guitar, / hearing in the air too / the strings’ tautness 3:1, 14
radio static.. / rain / on a window 7:2, 45 (r)
“Santa Lucia: Seven Poems” 5:1, 42
Snapped up / in the teeth of my dog — / mesa wind 3:1, 15
somersaulting, / the duckling keeps on examining / his toes 3:3, 31
Stirring the mirage, / a lone hawk … / lost in it 3:1, 14
such a wind — / a half-note, that’s all / that bird could say 6:3, 13
Sunset: up valleys / the shadow of the earth comes / out of the earth. 1:4, 22
swimming slowly, / arms moving outward / with the glimmering … 5:1, 42
Taking with it / the barren upland / a sinking moon. 2:3, 11
The autumn wind / telling me it is warmer / up this way. 1:4, 13
the bluebird alights / at once / on the bright wet twig 3:3, 4
“The Camden Elegist [Nicholas A. Virgilio]” [essay] 4:3, 7–11
The Circle: A Haiku Sequence with Illustrations, by David Lloyd [review] 6:1, 42–43
the cutting / of the white melon, / is half of it 3:3, 6
the dead / come apart: / downpour 4:3, 44
the desert moon; / again, the kit-fox / circles the pool 2:2, 17; 2:4, 42 (r)
The Fields We Know, by Richard Esler [review] 5:1, 44
The gnarls of this tree / most growing / in old initials. 1:3, 22
The hyena: / outside of night — / laughing. 1:2, 28
the merry-go-round / as it turns / shines into the trees 5:1, 12
the morning moon — / breakers splash white / too far to hear 5:1, 42
The Old Tin Roof: Haiku, Senryu, Dadaku, by Marlene Wills [review] 7:4, 43–44
The pocket mouse / wiggles into his hole turns / his eyes on me 3:1, 15
the shrike hawk / cries out … / over the white dune 2:2, 17
the toddler / chases the butterfly, / looking astonished 3:3, 31
“The Tyranny of Form” [essay] 2:1, 28–29
The windy road / blows over the hills swirls / across the flats 3:1, 15
The Young Leaves: Haiku of Spring and Summer, by John Wills [review] 2:2, 43–45
there’s something / of the smell of the moon — / in this puddle? 2:4, 43 (r)
This morning, / grapefruit / squirts me awake. 2:3, 11
this side of the range, / the windmill silence — / part of the mirage … 2:2, 17
thought i’d / never grow older / today i met a kid / said to me / “Mister” 5:3, 44 (r)
Tire tracks only / passing across / the white salt flat 3:1, 14
To Live on the Earth, by Richard Esler [review] 4:2, 45
tonight … wishing / the lightning were lightning / the thunder, thunder 2:4, 43 (r)
Twisting inland, / the sea fog takes awhile / in the apple trees 2:1, 17; 2:4, 42 (r)
unable to write — / alone in the garden, / the frog speaks 3:3, 31
Up again / for a cold midnight / drink of water. 2:3, 11
“Vietnam: Poems” 4:3, 44
Walking into the Sun, by Janice Bostok [review] 5:3, 45
warm summer day: / the great boughs of the pine / sway as she sleeps 4:3, 46
wringing dry / socks, / a seed 5:3, 44 (r)

McCoy, Barbara
After the quarrel / she goes on singing / the same old song … 9:3, 26
Again she places / his shirt in the Goodwill box; / again he takes it out 10:1, 46
In dead winter / the butterfly has left / its cocoon … 10:3, 36 (r)
In the rain / the house stands vacant, / its door ajar … 8:3, 38
Resigned to parting, / the deaf, old man dozes / at his wife’s funeral 10:3, 36 (r)
The hearse passes / a Christmas tree glittering / on a trash heap 10:3, 36 (r)

McCready, James R.
Temple bells tolling … / Casting long echoes / In the fading light. 8:1, 6

McCulloch, Dewey
Ambulance siren / rapid fumbling in the dark / a sudden stillness … 1:3, 30
In the bitter wind / my tears freeze along the sand / like scattered jewels … 1:2, 25
Just a pace away / the dark night clots thickly and / I cannot see your face … 1:2, 25
“Trilogy” [sequence] 1:2, 25
We rise from the beach / glistening of sand; your back / like a sugar roll … 1:2, 25

McDaniel, David Earl
There is ghostly warmth / as leaves fall in calm moonlight / past nest on bare bough. 3:1, 37

McKinley, D.B.
A gentle wind / and yesterday’s wet snow / falls again 9:2, 23
Year’s end — / manure flung steaming / on a stubble field 9:2, 55

McKinley, Dan
In the brown wake / of the red tractor / white gulls 10:2, 10
Red leaf buds; / the wrinkled newborn’s / first wail 10:2, 38
Snake slough / frozen to the fire log, / year’s first morning 7:1, 17
stretching / across the quilted valley / spring’s rising sun 2:2, 15

McLeod, Adelaide
Five o’clock whistle / old man trudging up the road / dragging his shadow 5:3, 35

McLeod, J. Hilton
The garden / filled with leaves, / a broken rake, leaning … 1:3, 8

McMillen, James
Lotus buds sailing / over the open meadows / to their given place. 2:1, 42

McNerney, Joan
Calculating … / a fish leaps to capture / a bite of the sky. 1:4, 35

Melody, Bonnie May
New Year’s Day; / fur dotted with confetti, / the old dog sleeps 10:1, 36

Mendenhall, Anthony R.
first spring deer; / an old footbridge, too, appears / through the light haze 10:2, 12
June darkness falls; / on the underside of a toadstool — / a firefly’s glow… 10:2, 15
late summer bigtop; / even without the grease paint, / the clown frowns 10:2, 45
moonlight on fresh snow; / the weeping willow almost touches / its shadow … 10:3, 19
over the silo / a barn owl glides / toward snow-dusted fields 9:2, 9
roadside park; / a hitchhiker rests beneath / an Illinois map 10:3, 41
roadside souvenirs; / the sun begins to set / in the old Navajo’s eyes… 10:2, 48
the blind man’s breath / as he taps his cane from side to side / … bitter cold twilight 10:3, 57
Wisconsin twilight; / a wedge of snowgeese escort / winter’s first flurries … 10:1, 24

Meudt, Edna
Old farmer chattels / newly cleaned — the auctioneer / clears his pipes with booze 10:1, 46

Meyer, Lanette
Farmers combining, / hopper wagons filled with grain / silos getting full. 8:4, 22

Meyer, Laurie
An old driftwood fort; / and peeking out of the cracks, / two dark eyes. 6:3, 23
Dog sits; / snowbank covers / where the bone lies. 4:2, 22
Empty house; / and old secrets / in winter. 4:2, 22
He sighs; / sunset marred / by iron bars. 4:3, 42
Heat wave — / resting in the clover patch, / an old burro. 6:2, 22
The white scribed stones; / and across the dripping cattails / a lone bell tolls. 5:1, 20

Mikels, Don
Somewhere in the fog / a skateboard winds down the hill / with a broken wheel. 7:1, 16

Millar, Betty B.
A freshly turned mound / and one flower container — / empty. 1:1, 32
A large mud puddle, / and laughter of small children / wearing low-cut shoes. 1:2, 21
A small hermit crab, / trapped in wave-washed sand castle, / searching for a shell. 4:2, 36
Beneath fallen leaves, / how cold this old granite stone / bearing Mother’s name. 2:1, 30
By the garden fence, / an old overturned snail shell / holding rain water. 7:2, 41
Hanging from his waist, / a crucifix keeping time / with each labored step. 1:3, 8
In temple garden, / a butterfly flicking dust / from Buddha’s bald head. 1:3, 8
On crumbling wall, / mottled ivy still clinging / in the thinning wind. 2:1, 30
Under fluffed feathers, / again … broken shell fragments / and sound of loud peeps. 2:2, 38
Under the cacti / with diamonds draped in the sand … / echoing danger. 2:3, 40
Waimea Beach. / and another curling wave / spitting out surfers. 5:1, 38

Miller, Cecilia Parsons
January thaw / the horses’ hoofs suck at mud / in the exercise ring. 7:4, 15
Searching for first bloom — / there on forsythia branch / opossum hanging. 3:3, 32
The bed sheets / sighing down the laundry chute / blue jay’s sudden call. 5:3, 27

Mills, George
Basho’s lonely wanderings — / all these folks / counting syllables 6:1, 38
boarding a plane: / squeezing a teddy bear to see / if it hides a pistol 6:1, 38
cool / are the valleys of the whale / this august day 7:2, 40
deep mountain silence / towering up and up / to meet the snow 9:2, 17 (r)
on the bus / in the dark / it’s easy to cry 9:2, 17 (r)
snow turns to rain / the death watch goes on / rain turns to snow again 9:2, 17 (r)

Minami, Thomas
The water / ripples so slowly / and the boat … 6:3, 22

Minassian, Michael
Arms folded, / watching birds / take flight, 3:2, 37

Mini, Virginia
Whirling, swirling flakes / in a white delirium / settle to their rest. 2:1, 14
Mirage, by Foster Jewell [book note] 3:1, 47

Miura, Ikuyo, and Mika Tsuboi
“Summer Mountains and Festivals in Haiku” [essay] 7:1, 7–8

Miura, Seiko
a little wind / is born from / swirl of a snail 10:3, 34
Modern Japanese Haiku: An Anthology, compiled, translated, and with an introduction by Makoto Ueda [book note] 7:3, 47

Moffet, Sally
April afternoon; / the cottonwood fluff / falls slowly 7:4, 15
early spring sunshine: / a sailor scrapes and paints, / humming a Bach fugue 6:3, 37
early this morning / feeling / the foghorn moan 7:1, 16
Now tap legs / first the cycle / raindrops trees faster / along / the / path … 6:2, 42
Waiting for my friend — / ripe pecans strike the ground / with muffled impact 6:1, 33
Moment, by Marlene Wills [book note] 10:1, 42
Moments, by Marion J. Richardson [book note] 1:3, 43

Moore, David
Between damnations / the old preacher slides his eyes / over the girl’s legs 8:2, 28

Moraw, Barbara O.
a lashing wind / and these tall old trees / standing alone … 7:2, 40
After late shower / bright laundered linen: / young daisies in yard. 1:2, 18
Comes in for landing, / bluebird’s swift descent — / with sky and earth touching 1:2, 18
From the bridge a swan / planes the surface of water / curling its slow wake. 1:1, 19
lure of the sea / brings old Salts and boys together / in boats smelling sea 1:3, 10
Persimmon lanterns / bob slowly in the snowstorm / lighting winter in. 1:1, 19
Pumpkins hump the field, / with sunflowers looking on / waiting between them … 6:1, 22

Morgan, Sister Winifred
Almost lost in dust / rising above the dragsters — / golden crescent moon 9:3, 50
On the hill above / the frozen river — a sign, / “Hazardous swimming.” 8:1, 13

Moritake
New Year’s morning — / To the age of the gods / My thoughts return. 6:2, 43 (r)

Mormino, Frank
Frank Mormino (April 7, 1907 — October 30, 1974) [In memoriam] 6:1, ifc

Mormino, Kay Titus
“Modern Haiku, in the Beginning” [essay] 10:3, 11
outgoing tide … / running from waves that aren’t there — / spotted sandpipers 10:1, 25
Scolded, the old dog / takes his wounded dignity / to another room. 2:3, 36 (a)

Morner, Stanley
Continuing drought: / thistles with purple blooms / cover one hill 8:4, 35
Early morning / water splashing around / thousand-year boulders 7:3, 33
Red-winged blackbird / nesting in brownest of reeds — / late-rising moon 7:3, 33
Seeing before / hearing — then only hearing / the wild geese 7:3, 33

Morris, Elaine
Snow blowing in the air / makes me feel cold… / when I walk alone. 3:1, 26

Mosolino, William R.
Swallows darting, / Shadows lengthen legs to stilts, / Great horned owl’s first “who.” 1:2, 23
Water-soaked shows squeak / With heavy steps and curses; / Puddle-jumpers laugh. 1:1, 27

Mostow, Joshua S.
A letter from home: / Hills turning green — / Here, spring too is lonely 10:3, 18

Mountain, Marlene
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Munro, Mary Marlene
Naturally / the clover is three-leaved — / Oh … the faces of woman! 4:3, 23
The butterfly — / catching it … dead … / Stare of the stone angel 6:2, 17
The curve of a bird’s wing / as it begins / to fly. 4:3, 36
The curve of the crescent moon / shining / above the clouds. 4:3, 36
The curve of woman / pregnant / with child. 4:3, 36
“Trilogy” [sequence] 4:3, 36

Murphy, Thelma
Again the wind howls — / the cat on the mantle / slits her eyes 8:3, 17
He comes from the marsh / bringing wild blue iris / … right past her hybrids. 6:1, 22
Hushed foggy light — / cheeping themselves awake / the tree sparrows 7:1, 16
Storm on the lake / falling in and out of troughs / the anchored boat. 7:1, 16
The raw scent of thaw — / the sound of winter leaving / with the meltwater … 7:4, 15
The smell of the horse — / the willing way / he takes the bit 7:2, 40
The sparrow / slowly shakes one wing — / September mist 10:2, 10
The spokes of shadow / back and forth — from the lantern / and the shepherd’s legs 9:2, 42
The wall of rain / coming across the lake / meets us … 8:1, 12
Walking up the aisle / with his daughter on his arm / the look on his face 9:1, 30
Watching the lily / taken from the water / lose its depth 10:1, 5
Winter firelight; / a log burning on the grate / moves by itself 8:3, 17

Musgrove, Virginia
brushing away the snow / to gather / sprigs of bittersweet 6:1, 12
darkened water … / old water wheel turning / the afterglow 5:3, 32
highway crew — / the heart my father carved / in the oak 7:2, 40
In the nursing home / the living half / of my sister … 7:3, 19
late August … / night and the whippoorwill / growing dimmer. 5:1, 19
On the marigolds / where old Shiki-cat would sleep, / late shadows falling 5:3, 23 (w)
Removing chiggers / to the scent / of blackberry pie 6:3, 40
silent steeple bell / snow falling / on a broken headstone 5:2, 38
The old man lingers / beside the new mound of earth … / shade of his shadow. 6:1, 12
The snow-covered field; / hearing the old house / settling a little more 7:2, 5
through the bulging algae / bulging eyes / of the turtle. 4:2, 42
weighted / by the July gale / slant of the ocean billows 5:2, 38

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Nakagawa, Onsey
A sex diet: / / reach for your mate instead of another plate. 8:2, 46 (r)
A tortoise-faced boy gave a broad grin 8:2, 46 (r)
A woman beating a man in a wrestling match makes a superb poem. 8:2, 46 (r)
Her torso’s now an electric catfish — / any touch’d cause a great quake 8:2, 46 (r)

Neale, Arleen
A train’s shrill whistle / reaching across the valley, / floats on the wind. 5:1, 21

Neher, Dorothy G.
Autumn woods — / the squirrel too is noisy / walking on dry leaves. 5:1, 38
Both sides of this road / edged with purple violets … / and empty beer cans. 2:4, 34
Dark crocodile clouds / move along the horizon — / the sun slides downward … 2:2, 27
June — / the first cricket / … alone 4:3, 15
Oh’s and ah’s / hanging in the air / after the fireworks. 3:1, 33
Sundown … / a woodthrush still singing / in the fading shadows 5:3, 39
The priceless vase / holding a bunch of plum blossom / placing it here … there … 6:1, 22

Neighbours, Frances Brandon
Above the mist / the wild geese flying / my loosened hair 5:1, 22
Across the broken sundial / the shadow / of a butterfly 9:3, 23
Almost hidden / in these old grasses — / spring violets! 2:2, 13
Autumn leaves … / and the bare roots / of the old elm. 4:2, 36
Autumn rain — / and red leaves sliding / beneath my sandals. 2:4, 37
Awake in my bed; / moonlight / edging the dark shade 9:2, 32
“Episode with a Tree Frog” [sequence] 4:3, 40
From between the rocks / a deodar seedling / pushing up green needles. 5:1, 22
From the deodar trees / they keep falling — / these rose-shaped cones. 2:4, 38
Haiku for Spring 5:1, 22
Here in the stillness / the sound of brown nuts dropping / on the frozen ground 6:1, 32 (c)
How quietly you went / through the snow-covered gate, / not closing it … 7:4, 34
How sweet the spring air / through my window … / the silence. 4:3, 40
In spring rain / the new grass sprouting / under loose straw. 5:1, 22
In the thick forest / red leaves / bringing the rain down. 6:1, 33
Moonlight / entering the dark woods, / just a step or two 10:1, 19
Now that the bridge is gone / I move / with the river … 10:1, 20
On a quilt / laid in the spring grass — / the new baby. 3:3, 26
On the closed slats / of the venetian blind — / the wind’s shadow. 2:4, 33
On the sun-dial / a butterfly / is moving its wings. 1:2, 27
Sea waves / gathering / footprints. 2:2, 12
Snow / covering / the broken sundial 7:4, 34
The cold silence of rain; / umbrellas / touching each other 9:3, 22
The haiku book; / Basho’s ghost / yawning too 9:3, 26
The river — / through a broken plank / in the old bridge. 3:3, 26
This March day / letting a balloon go / with the wind. 5:1, 6
This morning, / still in my woven sandals, / bits of meadow grass. 1:3, 31
Through my closed window / a tree frog / making himself heard. 4:3, 40
Two nights in a row / this tree frog / in my maple. 4:3, 40
Walk gently / in the grass … / Blue violets are waking. 1:2, 27
Walking with you again / in the snow … / only my footprints. 7:1, 17

Nimms, Bill
The icy cold sea / with a reflection of me / standing in the dark 10:2, 34

Nims, Helen
A full moon / whitens the hills … / valley lights darken. 2:1, 40
Midnight fishing … / through the lake’s blackness / dock lanterns blur. 3:1, 37
Seen, then unseen … / the necks of young pheasants / moving through the grass. 4:1, 38
That sudden fragrance / brushing old seaport houses — / white lilacs grow tall … 2:2, 39
Those wild strawberries / hidden in poison ivy … / children’s empty hands. 1:3, 22

Nolan, Nonee
A broken mirror / But every fragment reflects / An entire picture 1:2, 29
The road skirts cacti / (past cholla where the wrens nest) / … vanishes in sand. 1:3, 17
There is still darkness / but an edge of lightness shows / on the mountain’s rim. 2:1, 41

Norse, Harold
at dusk / a slipper moon / horned the mountaintop [found haiku] 4:1, 32

Norton, Opal V.
Two great gold circles, / the moon and my sunflower / bright against the sky 3:3, 30
Notes from Our Haiku-Watchers 9:1, 34; 9:2, 34–40; 9:3, 49; 10:1, 26; 10:2, 30–31; 10:3, 29

Nunn, Marie
Graceful apple tree / shaded by well and tractor — / bare ground marks the place 1:4, 32
Thin slats of darkness / separating sun — filled space, / timeless redwood grove. 2:1, 37

Nusbaum, Willene H.
A Certain Hunger, by Jaye Giammarino [review] 6:1, 43
A scarlet lei / on the retarded woman / dancing alone. 7:2, 36
Almost obscured / by the new Quonset School — / the old brick one. 4:2, 44
Alone in the house, / between barks the dog growls / at his own echo. 3:1, 38
An Alphabet Book of Haiku and Tanka, by Carrow De Vries [review] 4:2, 44
autumn bouquet … / replacing live flowers / with plastic ones. 3:3, 26
Banana Leaves, by Janice M. Bostok [review] 3:3, 43
Bridges and Seagulls, by Jerri Spinelli [review] 1:1, 37
Bright sunlight: / the shuttered house, / doubly dark. 4:3, 43
Circle of Thaw, by Virginia Brady Young [review] 4:1, 43
Circle two-step; / all the “extra” women / joining in. 7:2, 36
Coaxing the dog / from the drainage tube — / his foam-ringed mouth! 4:1, 19; 8:1, 8 (a)
Cutting / fresh asparagus stalks / until the spray drift. 5:2, 22
Daily New and Old: Poems in the Manner of Haiku, by Adam Gillon [review] 3:1, 45
Dead caterpillar, / part way out of the cocoon — / no butterfly. 7:2, 36
Delicious berries, / picked where the nettles are … / until the stinging! 1:4, 23
Departing martens / this year make a second sweep / past home. 4:3, 43
Dripping / morning in … / pink icicles. 2:1, 41; 8:1, 7 (a)
Dry rose branches / twisting in the trash fire … / twisting … twisting. 5:2, 22
Dying campfire; / just a wisp of smoke / and one ember. 6:1, 37
Extended drought: / scarecrow keeping watch / over nothing. 6:1, 37
First hard freeze — / winter starting to whistle / around the eaves. 6:1, 37
Fog-rise / on this November morning … / no sunrise. 2:4, 20
Glass and wind chimes, / but they survive the fury / of the autumn storm. 1:4, 15
“Hawaiian Polka Party: A Senryu Trilogy” 7:2, 36
Hospital lunch room; / people smiling at others / beneath their eyes. 6:1, 37
Ice storm; / the north wind cracking its way / from house to house. 6:3, 12
In cracked windows / of the vacant house … / warm sun. 3:2, 11
In the basement: / the garden parsnips thaw — / and soften 9:2, 34
In the Manner of Haiku, by Adam Gillon [review] 2:2, 46
In the school yard swing, / laughing at a world / up-side down. 6:3, 12; 8:1, 9 (a)
Just before dawn, / listening to mice gnaw / on the inside wall. 4:1, 19
Layered snow … / my footprints today / crunching yesterday’s. 3:1, 6; 8:1, 9 (a)
Light Footsteps, by Raymond Roseliep [review] 8:1, 45
Loitering / on the August horizon … / a few clouds. 4:3, 43
March … a butterfly / on a bouquet of flowers — / both artificial. 3:3, 26
Old rooster / on the snow-capped post … / crowing dawn. 2:1, 41
On the shaded street …… / walking and remembering / other shadows. 2:2, 26
One-track gravel road … / suddenly a coyote yelps / from the ravine. 3:3, 26
photo 8:1, 7
Pre-dawn darkness: / Easter sun rising / on seagull wings. 4:3, 43
Pussy willows, / their ditch roots still moist, / share a bean pot. 3:3, 26
Sewer-line cave in … / gentle rain warms the mud / that covers the boy. 1:2, 20
Skipping tumbleweed … / battered by the soaking rain, / slows … stops. 2:3, 40
Spring cleaning … / a sprig of mistletoe / — and a smile. 3:2, 11
Stopping by Woods: A Haiku Calendar for Winter, by Richard Elser [review] 7:1, 42
Strange Mutations in the Manner of Haiku, by Adam Gillon [review] 4:2, 46
Strong April wind / blowing the apricot buds / into blossoms 8:3, 39
Suddenly awake; / the sound of the clock striking / half past something. 6:3, 12; 8:1, 9 (a)
Summer evening: / horses ignoring the barn / for the pasture. 5:2, 22
Temporarily / separating the river — / a huge boulder. 1:3, 35
That familiar name … / a young man walks through my mind, / but he has no face. 1:3, 23
The martens gone: / so big and quite the yard, / despite the wren. 4:3, 43
Tossed in the wind, / a bunch of dried, gray feathers / still flying 6:3, 12; 8:1, 9 (a)
Trailer for sale … / a shining new sign / and faded curtains. 2:4, 31
Tree trimmer / cutting dead elm branches … / sawing my ears! 4:3, 43
Two day blizzard: / the garbage pail has become / a midget snowman. 6:2, 18
Waltzing; / my feet follow grandad’s / again. 7:2, 36
Wet rags on a cross; / no more storm — just the drip — drip / of the scarecrow tears. 5:3, 21 (c)

Nutt, Joseph R.
A jug of cider / rests in the thicket / at the oak’s bole 4:1, 28
A strand of ivy / in the dry window pot / leans toward the light. 2:1, 39
A warm spring day … / across the weathered stone, / a snakeskin 2:4, 34
After rope swinging, / the feel of the rope / in his hands 4:1, 13
After the bellow / of a distant bull / the gurgling creek 3:2, 31
Among the brambles, / edging toward the fieldmouse: / a blacksnake 4:1, 28
An azure butterfly / lingers an eye-flick / on the fresh cowpie 3:2, 31
By the creek bend / the black willow’s not-yet leaves / a haze of green 3:2, 31
Can you hear voices / scratching like blown winter leaves / among the headstones? 2:1, 30
Catching / the sun’s last ray … / the rim of the glass 3:2, 36
Cooling spring rain falls / on the fresh earth, the casket … / a crow parts the sky. 1:3, 16
Country road — morning … / on the honeysuckle blooms / the first dust settles. 1:3, 8
“Fall Plowing” [sequence] 4:1, 28
First flowers of spring … / a bright red ball of yarn; / a yellow kitten. 2:2, 34
Flies gyrate / above the bone-sprung carcass / of the Hereford calf … 3:2, 31
Frying eggs / at sunrise … / the cool spring breeze 3:2, 36
New Year’s Day … / I crack the stiff spine / of another book. 2:1, 19
“Sequence I” 3:2, 31
Softening the wind / the early spring sun / yellowing meadow. 3:2, 31
Staring desert sun … / the long arms of saguaro / ripple black on the sand 3:2, 36
Strike! / a phoebe on the fencepost / sounds her clear note 4:1, 28
Summer afternoon … / the dark shadow of the pine / stabs deeper. 2:3, 31
Summer dusk … / the grackle’s slow descent / to the water’s edge. 2:3, 31
The coyote’s howl / carrying the long night / on its hackling back 4:1, 5
The creaking harness … / and the widening belt / of turned earth 4:1, 28
The early spring sun / yellowing meadow … / sudden wind-nip 3:2, 31
The geese waver south, / swift and vital arrowheads / broken by gunshot. 1:4, 31
The moccasin swims / high on the Chattahoochee … / a sliver of moon. 2:3, 31
The old Clydesdale / slowly leads the farmer / down the first furrow 4:1, 28
The wet black line / of the lengthening furrow … / a cooling breeze 4:1, 28
Toad, eyes fixed on sky, / one leg pinned in the vise-like / jaws of the serpent. 1:3, 16
Tomcat’s caterwauls: / Reach of untethered spirit … / of hollow belly? 1:2, 14

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