haiku - eine annäherung

時雨 - shigure

shigure we lose and find our edges

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first published on Sonic Boom Issue 17 by Shloka Shanka and his team, April 2020

*shigure is kigo, originally referred to rain showers in late autumn to early winter.

seasons set each new boundary... we span the fence

©magyar

spring skin

spring skin the one petal makes the difference

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first published on Poetry Pea Series 3 Episode 10: Monoku 18th May 2020

tempt the eyes
imagination follows
a new flower

©magyar

Published in my first E-Chapbooks 2020

green dawn

for download by Elancharan Gunasekaran on www.proletaria.com

inside a bluebell

the safe nap

of a bumblebee

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social distancing

social distancing—

again snow falls

on peonies

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published 2020 E-Chapbook green dawn

moistures dust
lingers on the peonies
times thaw

©magyar

spring wind

all these cherry blossoms

laughing

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first published on Asahi Haikuist Network by David McMurray 04-17-20

At the Pier

The ship, only a tiny white point at the horizon, but she still stands and waves after it. No, she wouldn't cry today! She had sworn it.

So she stands there and waves with his handkerchief, his scent–-unmistakable, alive, and close.

She doesn't feel the gust fo wind coming, suddenly the cloth flies out of her hand, whirls high up, descends again into her direction, and then flutters out to the sea. Eagerly, as if it wants to catch up with the vanishing ship ...

gathering shadows
on an empty shoreline
night falls

isabella kramer

first published on CONTEMPORARY HAIBUN OLINE, Vol. 15 - No. 4 Jan. 2020

Have had a haibun chosen for CONTEMPORARY HAIBUN OLINE, Vol. 15 - No. 4 #poetry #haibun #publication

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tai chi—

cranes dance

in lake's mist

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wet feed between daffodils

wet feed between daffodils

fugue in concrete

the violets nobody planted

a birds whistle PERFECT

finding a golden coin in mud

self-isolation

cat’s best birthday ever

complex cloud patterns

someone’s new language

drifts high above

wooden terrace

the stupid goldfish jumps

out of his glass again

covid-19 or not

the birch has born

new petals

the spring-like smile

of an empty park bench

first published on weird laburnum 22. March 2020 by Michael O'Brien