Robert Gilliland still publishes the occasional haiku in the best journals, but he was most active in the mid- to late 90s, when this volume, his strongest, was released by Polliwog Press (1999).
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All haiku in the Book of the Week Archive are selected by Tom Clausen, and are used with permission.
hunter's moon— i jingle his old collar at the skycrisp spring morning spade sound stirring dormant earthlate afternoon light— in the clover two bees trade placespelting summer rain . . . a lizard clasps the dry side of the leaning elmpatch of winter sun— the mangy cat grooming his coatraindrops releasing summer from the sidewalklingering heat— trickle of a sewer pipe feeding the creektuft of spear grass that the mowers missed . . . dragonflysudden shower— a tin roof steams into the summer skyautumn wind— a brown bag still holding the bottle's shapepotter's field— the scattered crosses bound by bluebonnetspale summer sky— an oak tree's shadow fills with cowsa jay's shriek— and stillness reclaims the fallen oaka cypress parts the creek . . . the sheen of smooth pebbles on the sunlit barthe summer stream . . . each dry stone with its dragonflyfern-lined ledge— white of the water tumbling to the pool belowtrail's end— breeze off the Pedernales creaks in the tall pecanswinding path . . . deeper into the woods into the windsoundharvest festival— in the field a bumper crop of old pickup trucksthe branch where the mockingbird sang —still swayingfrom the heart of a deadfall limb . . . violets