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EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaborative 2018

 

Welcome to the largest collaborative poem on the internet. The Audubon Society has designated 2018 as the Year of the Bird (does this come as a surprise to anyone?). Plan to share one poem or many in the world’s largest collaborative poem — bird poems are welcome! Please add your poem(s) in the Comment box below, ideally at dawn at your location, but any time that you are able. The timeline for this begins at 12:01 A.M. on April 17 on the International Date Line (which is why it seems to have started the day before, for many of us). Your poem(s) can respond to the “seed” poem:

its ghostly cry
falls from the sky, invisible
skylark
     — Ampū (? – ?)

or to any of the poems posted in the Comment box, or you can even start a new thread. You may participate as often as you like. All we ask is that you respond to the theme of birds.

Enjoy!

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  1. slow down, my friend
    hummingbird, I can’t follow
    your rapid flight!

  2. beside the road
    a white-necked heron
    half-lifts its black wings.

    five hooded plovers
    at the water’s edge
    don’t see me walk by

    autumn moon
    a raven calls mournfully
    from the pines

  3. .
    .
    circling
    around cone-heavy pines
    goldcrest song
    .
    David J Kelly
    Shamrock #27 (2014)
    .
    .
    starboard marker buoy
    the cormorants pass
    on either side
    .
    David J Kelly
    cattails (Sept 2014)
    .
    .
    bittersweet winter
    a squall of snow buntings
    passes overhead
    .
    David J Kelly
    A Hundred Gourds – 4.1 (2014)
    .
    .
    DMZ
    the daily battle
    of birdsong
    .
    David J Kelly
    Modern Haiku 46.1 (Nov 2014)
    .
    .
    rook … rook … rook
    all along the fence
    one peck apart
    .
    David J Kelly
    Blithe Spirit 25: 4 (Nov 2015)
    .
    .
    high in a tree
    playing hide and seek
    chick-a-dee-dee-dee
    .
    David J Kelly
    The Bamboo Hut (Spring 2016)
    .
    .
    this evening rain
    falling into pools
    of blackbird song
    .
    David J Kelly
    Acorn #37 (2016)
    .
    .
    river phoenix
    a swan slowly grows
    its neck back
    .
    David J Kelly
    7×20 (October 2016)
    .
    .
    carpe carp
    a static heron studies
    swirling water
    .
    David J Kelly
    cattails – September 2016
    .
    .
    owl pellet …
    the unpalatable business
    of death
    .
    David J Kelly
    Stone after Stone (Haiku Ireland anthology, 2017)
    .
    .
    at the village shop
    some retail, some retelling
    chatter of sparrows
    .
    David J Kelly
    Failed Haiku – Jan 2017
    .
    .
    chick’s first meal
    the taste of freedom
    egg tooth
    .
    David J Kelly
    Kokako #26 (2017)
    .
    .
    a small bird’s song
    the weight of the world
    lighter
    .
    David J Kelly
    European Quarterly Kukai – Spring 2017 – 3rd place
    .
    .
    behind the pigeon
    a folded falcon
    unfolding
    .
    David J Kelly
    The Heron’s Nest XIX #4 (Dec. 2017)
    .
    .
    in a reedbed
    by the artillery range
    booming bittern
    .
    David J Kelly
    Ardea #7 (2017)
    .
    .
    a louder silence
    the blackbird’s pauses
    between phrases
    .
    David J Kelly
    The Cicada’s Cry (autumn 2017)
    .
    .
    effervescence
    dippers duck into
    the river’s riffles
    .
    David J Kelly
    Akitsu Quarterly (Spring 2018)
    .
    .

  4. old teahouse
    a swear word from
    the green parrot

    *

    Saturday soccer
    sparrows pecking crumbs
    behind the net

    *

    geese cry out
    an ancient chorus
    returning home

    Carol Raisfed

  5. summer’s slow dusk
    crow shadows
    skimming rooftops

    two crows
    flying into dusk
    my ill-wishes

    Summer’s end
    the last of the swifts
    angles away

    1. swimming –
      a flock of seagulls around
      the day moon
      *

      a shrike yelps
      on the sleeping cat –
      sultry afternoon
      *

      slow down, my friend
      hummingbird, I can’t follow
      your rapid flight!
      *

      Anna’s hummingbird…
      goes to sleep together
      with flowers
      *

      morning light –
      a hummingbird changes
      his colors
      *

      high autumn sky –
      a crow attacks a buzzard
      who doesn’t mind
      *

      a warbler’s song
      from the bank of the lake—
      I swim toward it
      *
      Tomislav Maretić

  6.  
    two free no need to fit in: 
     

    liberal wings
    out-fly origami —
    too free to ever fold  
      

     😎
     
    Michael, son-song of Virginia Ruth — two fly as one in UniSon
                                                                                              we don’t need wings with the Miracle Lift
     

     
     
     
     
     
     

  7. beakeye headback wings
    tailcheekbreast legsfeet
    painting Chinese bird

    beakeye headback wings
    tailcheekbreast legsfeet
    Chinese painting bird

    By Sydell Rosenberg (submitted by Amy Losak)
    “The Thornless Perch” (sequence), Frogpond, 1984

  8. a blue heron . . .
    I’m taken beyond the the lens
    beyond words, beyond myself

    .

    1.  
      Hi Carol,
       
      I like, but this one flies w/out “beyond words, beyond myself” 
       
       
      a blue heron . . .
      I’m taken
      beyond the lens
       
        

      Michael

       
       
       
       

  9.                                            for the birds
    wings  

     
    (haiku-poem as epitaph)
     
     
    remembering Mr. Tom Petty’s “learning to fly”
    (always hearing my brother’s voice freed from the soundboard)
     

     
    I’m no bird 

    I don’t need wings to fly 

    over my worries
     
     
     
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=267&v=yxXBhKJnRR8
     
     
    😎
     
    Michael, son-song of Virginia Ruth
    with the Miracle Lift
    we don’t need wings to arrive There
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

  10. low clouds-
    a drone gets confused
    among white geese

    ————————————–

    on sunflowers
    the shadow of the crows in flight-
    waning sun

    ————————————————

    thick haze
    a young nightingale
    he trains singing

  11.  
    April 19th
    haiku after party
    still rolling cyberly

     
    😎
     
    Michael – here comes the son-song of Virginia Ruth
     
     
     
     
     

  12. with an answer
    for everything
    the tree of crows

    Wild Plum Haiku 2/28/17
    .

    every octave
    of his morning voice
    mountain raven

    Cattails 9/2016
    .

    a feather hangs
    from a crow’s tail
    afternoon heat

    Cattails 9/2016
    .

  13. Tse-chu* sunrise
    long-horn trumpets compete
    with birdsong
    .
    *Tse-chu: Spring mask dance festival

    .

    Otata March 2017
    .
    where the lammergeir calls
    prayer flags wear
    the hue of silence
    .
    Failed Haiku (haiga) June 2017
    .
    waiting for a friend —
    a pigeon struts up and down
    the wet pavement
    .
    Shamrock 23 2012
    .
    full moon gathering storks on the river bank
    .
    A Hundred Gourds 4:1 December 2014

  14. thrush thrums snail’s shell din-dins

    (World Haiku Review, Volume 7, Issue 2, August 2009)

  15. A friend of mine, David He, was unable to open the Foundation’s website, but wanted to participate in the EarthRise Haiku Collaboration. These are his haiku:

    spring breeze
    a lark follows kite flying
    into white cloud
    .
    .
    .

    early morning
    a pigeon flies high
    clearing the stars
    .
    .
    .

    brisk wind
    sparrows gather millet seed
    in haste
    .
    .
    .

    purple clouds
    swallows dip low
    over parched meadow
    .
    .
    .

    fallen rose leaves
    bounce on waves
    a gull’s cry
    .
    .
    .

    David He
    Zhuanglang, China

  16. into stars,
    the bone white belly
    of a seagull

    ***
    ***

    seagulls
    making a racket . . .
    hazy moon

    ***
    ***

    dead sparrow
    ruffling its feathers . . .
    summer wind

    ***
    ***

    the length of
    a pigeon’s shadow . . .
    my last dollar

    ***
    ***

    dusk gathering seagulls gathering dusk

    ***
    ***

    the birds
    never seem lost . . .
    autumn sky

    ***
    ***

    setting sun
    four or five birds?
    six or seven

    ***
    ***

    two crows
    cleaning themselves—
    fresh snow

    ***
    ***

    winter sun—
    i practice talking
    pigeon

    ***
    ***

    dusk—
    the blackbird sings
    even louder

    ***
    ***

    (a few bird poems from my last collection A Book Of Seasons)

  17. her brood kept close . . .
    at the swoop of a kite
    she has them covered
    .
    .
    migrating swallows –
    we share the distance
    between us
    .
    .
    closing into port
    pristine gulls
    on muddied water
    .
    .
    full house —
    frozen wren
    beneath the coconut
    .
    .
    trimming the hedge
    the shears
    expose the robin’s nest
    .
    .
    with eyes on our picnic boat
    white gulls bob up and down
    Mexican wave
    .
    .
    swallows
    skim downriver . . .
    my meandering dreams
    .
    .
    busy highway
    curbside birds
    race after insects
    .
    .
    glass shard-topped wall—
    not even sparrows
    trespass
    .
    .
    rare bird . . .
    man behind lens
    twitching

  18. summer breeze
    skimming my haiku page
    swallow shadows
    .
    .
    Egyptian vultures
    search carrion
    fingers outstretched
    .
    .
    egrets, brilliant beside the effluent
    .
    .
    the joy of free fall —
    tumbler pigeons

    (Uganda)

  19. Aka.. Mike Keville.

    high noon
    on the upper most perch
    the sweetest threat
    .
    eating out…
    my cat separates robin
    from its shadow
    .
    song thrush
    adding the missing notes
    to a wind chime

      1. Thanks very much for your time Alan… I know that are only so many hours in a day, but, I do miss you on FB

      2. My local haiku group will be speaking about negative space in haiku at our next meeting. Your article is their “homework.”😉

          1. I’ve read your article again, having read it awhile ago. Good reminders. Now if I can just figure out how to *do* it!

          2. Thanks Peggy! 🙂
            .
            One of my students had what I call an embedded haiku that could contain three definite articles that are essential to its ‘bridge of nuance’. If she submits it and it’s published I’d love to feature it. I love exceptions. 🙂
            .
            warm regards,
            Alan

  20. black cockatoos
    the distant rumble
    of Harleys

    The Heron’s Nest June 2007
    Haiku Dreaming Australia June 2007
    Creatrix Haiku Journal June 2010 and June 2012

    stormy sky
    a flash
    of rainbow lorikeets

    Famous Reporter 2009

    moonless night
    the slow wing beats
    of a barn owl

    early spring walk
    a blue fairywren hops
    through the grass

    traffic drone
    the sudden song
    of a shrike thrush

    passing train
    emus stampede
    through the desert

    mowing the lawn
    the laugh of
    kookaburras

      1. Dear Maureen,
        .
        The editors of the anthology will do that for us. 🙂
        .
        .
        black cockatoos
        the distant rumble
        of Harleys
        .
        Maureen Sexton
        The Heron’s Nest June 2007
        Haiku Dreaming Australia June 2007
        Creatrix Haiku Journal June 2010 and June 2012
        .
        .
        stormy sky
        a flash
        of rainbow lorikeets
        .
        Maureen Sexton
        Famous Reporter 2009
        .
        .

        moonless night
        the slow wing beats
        of a barn owl
        .
        Maureen Sexton
        .
        .

        early spring walk
        a blue fairywren hops
        through the grass
        .
        Maureen Sexton
        .
        .
        traffic drone
        the sudden song
        of a shrike thrush
        .
        Maureen Sexton
        .
        .
        passing train
        emus stampede
        through the desert
        .
        Maureen Sexton
        .
        .
        mowing the lawn
        the laugh of
        kookaburras
        .
        Maureen Sexton

  21. Wow Wonderful Poems Everyone!!! Kanpai
    ******************************
    stealth moon
    the hush preceding
    a night hawk’s shadow

    1. Kanpai! 🙂
      .
      .
      night-tide
      
the rook takes back
      
its moon
      .
      Alan Summers
      Acorn #31 2013
      Pushcart Prize Nominated 2014
      .
      Article: The Moon is Broken: Juxtaposition in haiku article Scope vol. 60 no. 3 (FAWQ magazine April 2014)
      .
      Features: Brassbell Spotlight July 2014; Charlotte Digregrio best of haiku feature
      .
      .

      sunflower heart
      the chiffchaff sings
      its name
      .
      Alan Summers
      tinywords 13.2 2013 (ISSN 2157-5010)
      eJournal/eMagazine San Mateo, CA : D.F. Tweney : El Camino Press
      .
      .

      lost childhood cars moonlight a rookery
      .
      Alan Summers
      Blithe Spirit 25.4 (November 2015)
      From the haibun “The Beat Is Back” featuring Jack Kerouac

  22. More to caw about…
    .
    .
    day moon
    a crow slices
    half of it

    .
    Alan Summers
    The Eight Assassins haibun
    moongarlic issue 5 November 2015

    .
    .

    crow-flecked
    the jack of all moons 
    rising rising 

    .
    Alan Summers
    Scope Vol 62 No 1 (The magazine of the Fellowship of Australian Writers (Qld) Inc February 2016)

    .
    .

    petrichor
    a scent of leaves 
    in the crow call 

    .
    Alan Summers
    Scope Vol 62 No 1 (The magazine of the Fellowship of Australian Writers (Qld) Inc February 2016)
    .

    petrichor:
    noun: The pleasant smell that accompanies the first rain after a dry spell.
    .
    .

    slow-drifting clouds
    out of the lebanon cedar
    a discussion of crows
    .
    Alan Summers
    the Icebox inbox – 33 (Hail Haiku Group, Japan, October 2014)

    .
    .
    mist haze-
    a crow cleans its beak
    on a rooftop aerial
    .
    Alan Summers
    Azami 38 (Japan 1996)

    .
    .

    fresh breeze mixing up the crows with T-shirts
    .
    Alan Summers

    .
    .

    senko incense-
    twig-carrying crows
    after the floods

    .
    Alan Summers
    Scope vol. 60 no. 3 (FAWQ  magazine April 2014)

    1. Alan, I’ve followed you throughout the day and stand in amazement at the richness and beauty of your contributions, and your generous encoursgement of your fellow poets. In my next life I want to be Alan Summers!

  23. cold moon
    a crow shifts into
    its shadow
    *
    Blithe Spirit 26., 2016
    *
    *
    rooftop pecking order shuffling apostrophes
    *
    UtB 2015
    Yanty’Butterfly Anthology 2016
    *
    *
    turning crows
    the distance smokes
    a yellow tractor
    *
    Sonic Boom 3, 2015
    Yanty’s Butterfly Anth. 2016
    Re-virals, THF 2018
    *
    *
    our argument…
    a robin in the birdbath
    breaking ice
    *
    Blithe Spirit 27.1, 2017
    UtB 2017 (Personal Best)
    *
    *
    darkening
    the crow’s weight…
    winter deepens
    *
    European Quarterly Kukai 2017
    *
    *
    colouring
    a leafless bough…
    robinsong
    *
    Blithe Spirit 26.1, 2016
    *
    *
    origami sky
    how you fold clouds
    into starlings
    *
    Haiku Vol.2 anthology 2017
    Haiku University (Tokyo)
    *

    1. One of my earliest haiku was about sparrows taking a dust bath but they did give it back. 🙂 Fewer sparrows in England, but Chippenham, and my road, has plenty! 🙂

    1. Sorry, I should have included publication details:
      Famous Reporter 2007
      Haiku Dreaming Australia 2008
      Creatrix 2012

    2. Ah, my Queenslander had its willy wagtail angel, even helped me babysit some mudpie larks, as we got surrounded by Kookaburras. Watched one almost take down a sparrow hawk so Kookaburras were sensible not to push their luck. 🙂

    1. our old gander
      feebly flapping its wings
      geese’ calls from above

      Diogen magazine Best Autumn Haiku 2012

  24. more of a senryu:
    .
    a wild goose chase
    in the publishing world
    I lose another feather
    .
    ~ Cyndi Lloyd

      1. Hi Sonam,

        Ah, I love the comparison here between the beautifully plumed male with colorful blooms. It does seem to be a competition!
        Cyndi

  25. bare branches
    a raven weighing
    moonlight

    Claire Vogel Camargo

    British Haiku Society Members’ Anthology 2017 – EKPHRASIS

    ******

    typing dad’s obit
    by the kitchen window
    the woodpecker’s tap

    Claire Vogel Camargo

    THF, Haiku Windows, January 10, 2018

    ******

    aimless penguin
    his courtship calls unanswered
    no egg to care for

    Claire Vogel Camargo
    Morose Penguin Review, February 2018

        1. Thanks so much for reading and feedback, Alan! So pleased you like!
          I’m so sorry I missed this. I should check my settings.
          My best wishes to you and Karen. 💟

  26.  
    the Anima on the wing
    freed from the avian
    ribbed cage
     
     
     
    the lull without a bye
     
     
     
         
     
     
     Michael, son-song of Virginia Ruth
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

  27. cool and clear –
    a streamlet catches
    the magpies’ tune
    .
    (Honourable Mention, AHS Autumn 2018 Haiga Kukai, 2018)
    .
    – Lorin

  28. from my balcony…
    a bird’s eye-view
    of birds

    ***
    peer pressure —
    this flock of crows insist
    I can fly

  29. train whistle…
    last feather of the last
    passenger pigeon
    .
    Shamrock Haiku Journal, #34
    .
    .
    white swan feather—
    in a rowboat
    we drift
    .
    Presence #53, Winter 2015
    .
    .
    waning winter moon
    a duck quacks
    across the sky
    .
    European Quarterly Kukai #12 Dec. 2015
    .
    .
    a hummer’s wings—
    the softer sounds of your words
    fluttering in my ear
    .
    cattails, April 2017
    .
    ~ Cyndi Lloyd

    1. I remember this. Good to read it again!

      a hummer’s wings—
      the softer sounds of your words
      fluttering in my ear
      .
      cattails, April 2017
      .
      ~ Cyndi Lloyd

  30. swallow inlet…
    a skitter of gnats
    circling clouds
    (cattails, Fall issue 2016)
    .
    gathering shadows
    under a lily pad
    moorhen croaks
    (Daily Haiga, 20 August 2016)
    .
    cool change
    oystercatchers taking
    shorter steps
    (In the haibun ‘Southern Passage’, Akitsu Quarterly, Summer Issue 2016)
    .
    a flock of sparrows high in the sky an unexplained roar
    (In the haibun ‘Otherhood‘, cattails, Sept 2015)
    .
    winter migration
    petrel bones scattered
 along the shoreline

    we walk

    homeward

    in silence

    (The Cherita, Issue #7, December 2017)
    .

    1. Sorry, formatting slightly off in one poem. It should be:
      .
      winter migration
      petrel bones scattered

      along the shoreline

      we walk

      homeward

      in silence

      .
      (The Cherita, Issue #7, December 2017)

  31.  
    shall we call this senryu-noir:
      

    on the playground bars 
    a murder of crow
    auditioning for Hitchcock

     

     
    (take 2)
     
    on the playground bars
    a murder of crow
    ready for its close-up
     
      

     
    Michael
     
     
     
     

  32. clinic window blind
    I follow the rise and fall
    of a bulbul’s song

    .

    news of her suicide
    the sibia’s plaintive cry
    echoing at dawn

    .

    Dzong ruins
    a raven in the tower
    watching the peaks

    Dzong (Pron. Zong) monastery-fortress.

    .

    stained to the iris depth
    what does a bee know
    of the cuckoo’s absence
    .

    Otata 26 February 2018

  33. she moves
    deeper into the cuddle
    an owl calls
    .
    sunset
    same as it ever was
    the bird’s mantra
    .
    no words
    among the leaves
    a sparrow’s song
    .
    out of the mist
    the gossip
    of a murder
    .
    from the mist
    the song of a cockerel
    I’d like to strangle

    1. “from the mist
      the song of a cockerel
      I’d like to strangle” – Mikeymike
      .
      🙂 I know the feeling. This has me smiling, Mike.
      .
      – Lorin

      1. Thank you Lorin… its been a while since I’ve read your work… As I don’t get out much these days 😛

  34. storm clouds …
    a sea eagle’s shadow
    sweeps the treetops

    Haiku Presence Award 2013
    Commended

  35. . . . and this, written just now. I was amused to see this ‘White Ibis’ (they have dark heads as if they’re wear a hood over head and neck and dark tails!) on tv news fairly recently:
    .

    Prince Charles in Darwin –
    leading the motorcade
    a strutting ibis
    .
    – Lorin

    1. Like this, Lorin, you have set a humorous situation, and I can only imagine HRH saw the funny side.

  36. the long night ending –
    figbirds in the fig tree
    whistle up the sun
    .
    (Presence #45, Jan 2012)
    .
    the white dove // a fugitive witness
    blue // in a stained glass eye
    .
    (Bones #1, December 2012) (J.E.C’s zip form… I don’t know how to format it on this thread, though)
    .
    – Lorin

  37. after the storm
    a rainbow rides
    the hummingbird’s throat

    Atoms of Haiku 3

    up to their knees in spring egrets

    Atoms of Haiku 3

    the wash line full
    of sparrow song –
    Easter Sunday

    HSA Members’ Anthology 2016

    1. after the storm
      a rainbow rides
      the hummingbird’s throat
      .
      Atoms of Haiku 3
      .
      .
      up to their knees in spring egrets
      .
      Atoms of Haiku 3
      .
      .
      the wash line full
      of sparrow song –
      Easter Sunday
      .
      HSA Members’ Anthology 2016

  38. backroom chatter…
    hedge sparrows voicing
    the world’s concerns
    .
    Alan Summers

    .
    backroom banter…
    house sparrows solving
    our world’s problems
    .
    Alan Summers

    1. more peace talks…
      a monal hen startled
      by our approach
      .
      Shamrock Issue 32 2015

    1. Bless us, we humans call crows “a murder” when we must be the greatest killing machine on the planet. 🙂
      .
      I like to think they are ‘the comfort of crows’ as they look out for each other and don’t like humans who are plain wrongdoers. 🙂
      .
      .
      dark news
      the comfort
      of crows

      .
      Alan Summers
      tinywords 15.1 (March 2015)

      1. Yes I love crows
        .
        birdsong
        the comfort
        in caws
        .
        Blithe Spirit 26.3

        1. Yes, crows have a comforting sound to me, and I missed them when I moved town. But they are around here and there being gothic on the church towers etc… here in Chippenham. 🙂

      2. A comfort of crows—I love that! Reading a book called “Grief is the thing with feather.” grief is portrayed as a crow. Crows get a bad rap, kind of like black cats.

        1. Yep, this strange thing about crows, I guess it’s us projecting onto them. They really are the caretakers of the world, just like flies, we’d die without them. And Red Kites hunted to almost extinction in Britain until they found out they were needed. Humans create such waste on a huge level, and most countries don’t burn waste to create more energy.
          .
          Just like 13, black cats have been captured as both good luck and bad luck but bizarrely we focus on bad luck, when all it is Fake News [sic].

  39. on the topic
    of political correctness:
    kookaburras
    .
    (Failed Haiku, Volume 2, Issue 20, August 2017)
    .
    Spangled Drongo
    the mall boys strut by
    in all their bling
    .
    (paper wasp, vol. 16, no. 3, Winter 2010)
    .
    bellbirds –
    half a dozen stubbies
    clinking in the creek
    .
    (Famous Reporter, June 2010)
    .
    the whipbird
    this side, that side. . .
    fogbound wattles
    .
    (Famous Reporter, June 2010)
    .

    telling the story
    in a chainsaw voice –
    lyrebird
    .
    ( Stylus Poetry Journal, July 2009 )
    .
    blackbird decibels
    the cat steps out
    pianissimo
    .
    (Prospect #5, December 2015)
    .
    ibis gliding the calm after corellas
    .
    (POAM, June 2008)
    .
    the spring
    in a wattle spray
    . . . silvereyes
    .
    (paper wasp 12.4 , Spring Nov. 2006)
    .
    moonrise
    the black swan’s white
    flight feathers
    .
    (paper wasp 12.4 , Spring Nov. 2006)
    .
    wing beats
    of a pelican
    our sails catch the breeze
    .

    (paper wasp 12.4 Spring Nov 2006)
    .
    shimmering heat …
    the satin bowerbird
    tends his blue décor
    .
    (The Heron’s Nest, Volume XVII, Number 1: March 2015)
    .
    blackbird’s song . . .
    I come back from climbing
    hazy mountains
    .
    (Presence# 59, 2015)

    – Lorin

  40. hard frost-
    the snail-hammerings
    of a song thrush
    .
    Alan Summers
    Runner-up, The Haiku Calendar Competition 2015
    Publication Credit: Muttering Thunder, an annual of fine haiku & art ed. Allan Burns with Ron Moss vol. 1, 2014; Miriam’s Well: Poetry, Land Art, and Beyond ed. Miriam Sagan (February 2015); The Haiku Calendar 2016 (Snapshot Press, 2015)

  41. dark fields
    tightly the vee of birds 
    into pockets of forest
    .
    Alan Summers
    otata 11 (November 2016)

    .
    .

    cool morning
    birdsong
    light on a distant cloud
    .
    Alan Summers
    Modern Haiku (1999)
    .
    Other publication: Birmingham Words Issue 3 (Autumn 2004)
    .
    Anthologies:
    Azami Haiku in English Commemorative Issue (ed. Ikkoku Santo, Osaka, Japan, 2000)
    Haiku Friends Vol. 3 ed. Masaharu Hirata (Japan 2009)

    .
    .

    thirteen ways
    to wear a pencil skirt . . .
    the blackbird’s outline
    .
    Alan Summers
    Brass Bell (August 2014)
    .
    .
    train whistle
    
a blackbird hops

    along its notes
    .
    Alan Summers
    Presence #47 (2012): THF Per Diem (September 2012): The Elements

  42. A CAWrous of Crows
    .
    .
    dark news
    the comfort
    of crows
    .
    Alan Summers
    tinywords 15.1 (March 2015)

    .
    .

    powdered snow –
    a crow’s eyes above
    the no parking sign
    .
    Alan Summers
    Joint Winner, Haiku International Association 10th Anniversary Haiku Contest 1999
    Publications credits: The Mie Times (Japan 1999); Haiku International magazine (Japan 1999); Watermark: A Poet’s Notebook – Crows (2004);
    Pamphlet: The In-Between Season (With Words Pamphlet Series 2012)
    Collection: Does Fish-God Know (YTBN Press 2012)
    .
    .

    a teaspoon of spice
    crows bottle the wind in caws
    and then release it
    .
    Alan Summers
    8th Yamadera Bashō Memorial Museum English Haiku Contest Selected Haiku Collection
    (July 2016)

    .
    .
    Invisible crow
    the lebanon tree utters
    a call of three caws
     .
    Alan Summers
    Honourable Mention, Only One Kagoshima Tree Haiku Contest (Japan 2015)

    .
    .

    night crows
    the haystacks lose
    their moonlight
    .
    Alan Summers
    Publication Credit: Wild Plum 1:1 (Spring & Summer 2015)
    Anthology Credits: Haiku 2016 ed. Scott Metz & Lee Gurga (Modern Haiku Press, 2016); Behind the Tree Line ed. Gabriel Sawicki (2015)

          1. Gold rush- the rush of all grain to gold aka ripeness. And the rush of birds to the gold seed 🙂

  43. corn moon
    the jackdaw shifts
    its iris
    .
    Alan Summers
    Asahi Shimbun (International Haiku Day 2015, Japan)
    .
    .
    царевична луна
    чавката помръдва
    ирис

    .
    Haiku by Alan Summers from English to Bulgarian:
    Maya Lyubenova, Tzetzka Ilieva, Vessislava Savova
    диви люляци ~ wild lilacs

  44. in and out of lavatera
    gang of hedge sparrows
    to the birdfeeder
    .
    Alan Summers
    Blithe Spirit, Vol. 7 No. 3 (1997)
    .
    .
    little sparrow
    I regret nothing
    flowers in the wind
    .
    Alan Summers
    Publications credits: haijinx volume IV, issue 1 (2011)

    .
    .
    summer wind
    a sparrow re-rights itself
    at the peanut cage
    .
    Alan Summers
    Anthology credits: Wing Beats: British Birds in Haiku (Snapshot Press 2008)
    Haiku Friends Vol. 3, ed. Masaharu Hirata (Japan 2009)
    Inking Bitterns (Gert Macky Books, December 2013) ISBN-10: 0992678315 ISBN-13: 978-0992678319
    http://area17.blogspot.co.uk/2010/03/summer-wind-sparrow-haiku-artwork-haiku.html

    .
    .
    all the demons
    are in mourning
    sparrowsong
    .
    Alan Summers
    .
    .
    turn in the weather . . .
    a house sparrow sings
    like buddha
    .

    Alan Summers
    (Amaravati Poetic Prism 2016)
    .
    .
    steamy windows
    the spiral of sparrows
    across our shadows
    .
    Alan Summers
    hedgerow, a journal of small poems #111 ed. Caroline Skanne (2017)
    .
    .
    dead sparrow
    how light the evening
    comes to a close
    .
    Alan Summers
    Haiku Canada Review, vol. 11, no. 2, (October 2017) ed. LeRoy Gorman
    https://haikucommentary.wordpress.com/2017/10/14/alan-summers-sparrow/

  45. fading photos
    a goldfinch tugs again
    at the spiderweb
    .
    Alan Summers
    Blithe Spirit

    .
    .

    lapwings
    rounding up clouds
    left in the water
    .
    Alan Summers
    Haiku Society of America Members’ Anthology: A Splash of Water (2015)
    ed. Catherine J. S. Lee

    1. This one reminds of a haibun I’m getting published about my sister going deaf.

      1. Hi Terri,
        I hope your sister meets deaf people at least half as amazing as the Deafpoets and Deafcommunity people I worked with on renga; tanka; and haiku. It was quite an education being the ‘disabled one’ but made welcome at the same time. 🙂
        .
        Although there has been much Sign Language poetry including haiku, I think I might have been the first to help create the first SLrenga, or at least BSLrenga. 🙂
        http://area17.blogspot.co.uk/2010/02/world-1st-british-sign-language-renga.html
        http://area17.blogspot.co.uk/2010/03/bsl-renga-on-youtube.html
        .
        BRITISH SIGN LANGUAGE HAIKU FESTIVAL – University of Bristol
        Saturday 29th & Sunday 30th July 2006
        Venue: Centre for Deaf Studies
        .
        This two-day event is aimed to encourage Deaf people to create “haiku” poems in British Sign Language.
        .
        The Festival Organiser is Michiko Kaneko.
        British Sign Language Haiku Festival
        .
        Within a relaxed atmosphere there will be workshops on haiku/BSL haiku on the first day from Michiko and myself, with encouragement from the other panelists & BSL interpreters.
        .
        The BSL interpreters are Talking Handz’s Robyn Palmer Harris, and University of Bristol’s Sarah Haynes.
        .
        On the second day is a picnic and a short “haiku walk”.
        .
        There will also be a haiku competition with prize-giving on the second day, back at the Centre.
        .
        There will be no shortage of tea & biscuits, and “fun” activities as well (games, a small competition for inventing a BSL sign for “haiku”) while the panelists deliberate over the haiku competition entries!
        .

        The festival venue:
        Centre for Deaf Studies,
        University of Bristol,
        .

        Panel includes:
        Paul Scott (BSL poet)
        Johanna Mesch (from Sweden) BSL poet & Ph.D., Lecturer in Sign Language. Research interests: tactile sign language, interaction, corpus, comparison of vocabularies & poetry
        Richard Carter (Deaf Poet)
        John Wilson (BSL poet and Deaf Arts officer for Shape and star of channel four’s Vee TV drama, Rush)
        Paddy Ladd – (video message only) Deaf communities, history and culture, minority cultures, anthropology, cultural studies, post-colonialism: Centre for Deaf Studies.
        Alan Summers (Hearing Poet)
        Michiko Kaneko (Festival Organiser)
        .
        The public event is at another centre:
        Bristol Centre for Deaf People
        .

        This festival is sponsored by:
        University of Bristol; Centre for Deaf Studies; The Dorothy Miles Cultural Centre; Japan 21; The Great Britain Sasakawa Foundation.
        .
        http://area17.blogspot.co.uk/2006/07/british-sign-language-haiku-festival_22.html
        .
        .
        It might just be useful for your sister to pick up sign language in another way as well?
        .
        .

  46. Easter Sunday
    a For Sale sign leans
    into birdsong
    .
    Alan Summers
    tinywords ISSUE 16.1 | 25 MARCH 2016
    .
    .

    zigzagging…
    the meadow buttercups
    into a robin’s song
    .
    Alan Summers
    Blithe Spirit

    .
    .

    skittish clouds
    the lightning tree
    grows a crow
    .
    Alan Summers
    Presence #56 October 2016 issn 1366-5367

  47. boats —
    seagulls that go
    seagulls that come

    October 18, 2017 (Mainichi Japan)
    Antonio Mangiameli

  48.  
    the red bird has arrived
    without a green card

                Spring

     

     😎
     
    Michael, son-song of Virginia Ruth
     
     
     
     
     

    1. Ah, and here we had a government trying to secretly betray the Windrush people. Sometimes politicians think they have far too much time on their hands. What’s that saying about the Devil and idle hands?

  49. the thrum
    of a hummingbird’s wings
    first crush

    ~ Cyndi Lloyd
    cattails, Jan. 2016

  50. And now for something silly,  

    Listening to the Radio:  

    spring field the crow pecks at its shadow  

    spring shadow a murder of crows  

    spring caws the shadow knows

  51. autumn dawn …
    the call of quails
    dad and I
    .
    (The Asahi Haikuist Network– October 20th,2017)
    .
    low over the grass
    flight of robins …
    year is ending
    .
    (The Asahi Haikuist Network – December 29th, 2017)
    .
    singing school
    on the windowsill
    a nightingale
    .
    (Failed haiku – May 2017)
    .
    winter rain …
    in the puddle the blackbirds
    sip the sky
    .
    (The Mainichi – March 2nd, 2018)
    .
    deep night …
    without appearing one owl
    hoots to the moon
    .
    (Otata – October 2017)
    .
    sunset over the lake…
    a heron refolds
    the wings
    .
    (Otata – December 2017)
    .
    autumn wind …
    one magpie swings
    among the rushes
    .
    (Otata – December 2017)
    .
    on old walls –
    climbing roses
    and a nightingale
    .
    (Stardust – April 2017)

  52. Cry of seagulls.
    In the slit of sky
    the rising sun.

    Stoianka Boianova, Sofia, BULGARIA

  53. evening clouds—
    a moment of meditation
    as birds return

    Minko Tanev, Plovdiv, BULGARIA

  54. first snow
    how easily the geese
    become the wind

    ::

    caravan
    all of the snow birds
    heading south

    ::

    buoy bell
    the best of the ocean
    in the gull’s wing
    ::

  55. marbled godwits
    at the wave breaks
    my scattered thoughts

    bottle rockets #23, August 2010

    molten sunset. . .
    a black-bellied plover
    on the inlet beach

    Daily Haiku, September 5, 2010

    1. Hi Deborah!
      .
      Great to name the specific birds!
      .
      I’ve added dots so people can see the two haiku better, as they deserve to be. 🙂
      .
      .

      marbled godwits
      at the wave breaks
      my scattered thoughts
      .
      Deborah P Kolodji
      bottle rockets #23, August 2010
      .
      .
      molten sunset. . .
      a black-bellied plover
      on the inlet beach
      .
      Deborah P Kolodji
      Daily Haiku, September 5, 2010

    2. (Sorry, I didn’t realize I needed to put a period or something to keep the spaces. Here they are again in a more readable format):
      .
      .
      marbled godwits
      at the wave breaks
      my scattered thoughts
      .
      bottle rockets #23, August 2010
      .
      .
      molten sunset. . .
      a black-bellied plover
      on the inlet beach
      .
      Daily Haiku, September 5, 2010

      1. Thanks, Alan, I guess we were simultaneously fixing it together from two sides of the world!

  56. intermittent rain I shed another crow
     .
    Alan Summers
    Frogpond autumn 2013 issue (36:3)

    .
    .
    lily-filled snoozing ducks the river is sky
    .
    Alan Summers
    Presence issue #59 (November 2017)

    .
    .

    a river surreptitiously the heron
    .
    Alan Summers
    otata 11 ed. John Martone (November 2016)
    .
    .

    moonlighting crows in other colors
    .
    Alan Summers
    Journal Credit: Frogpond (39:1) Winter Issue 2016
    Anthology Credit: 2016 HSA Member Anthology Full of Moonlight
    .
    Chinese Translation (Traditional)
    .
    第二份夜工烏鴉以其他顏色顯現
    .
    Chinese Translation (Simplified)
    .
    第二份夜工乌鸦以其他颜色显现
    Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
    https://neverendingstoryhaikutanka.blogspot.co.uk/search?q=Alan+Summers

    1.   
      Hi Alan,
        

      “lily-filled snoozing ducks the river is sky”
       
      ^^ prompted me to –
       
      where river meets sky     lilies & snoozing ducks
       
       
      “moonlighting crows in other colors” 
        
      ^^ prompted me to –
       
      crows moonlighting in other colors
       
       
       in the spirit of haiku-making 

      😎
       
      Michael
      0
       
       
       
       
       
       
       

    2. Hi Alan,

      I remember the first time I read “moonlighting crows in other colors” – still so much resonance!
      ~ Cyndi

    3. We could put together an anthology with all of these crow haiku and call it “the Comfort of Crows!”

  57. on the wings
    of black-necked cranes
    first snow

    A Hundred Gourds 1:2 December 2011
    .
    .
    feathering of clouds —
    bulbuls circle and call
    to fly south

    Presence 47 2012
    .
    .
    dozing in the sun —
    the cat’s ears follow
    sounds of birds

    Mainichi, 29 May 2012
    .
    .
    the shaman’s song
    crying to the harvest moon
    a black-necked crane

    Asahi November 2012

    .
    .
    silent cry of the hornbill on my Nikon

    Multiverse 2012
    .
    .

    a bush lark’s song spills maize-scented dawn
    Under the Basho Inaugural issue 2013
    .
    .
    Delhi rape –
    a crow struggles to perch
    on the swaying oak
    Haiku News January 2013
    .
    .
    after the storm
    with crisscrossing stitches
    house martins sew the sky

    World Haiku Review August 2013
    .
    .
    anniversary
    he counts the holes
    in abandoned dove cots
    Chrysanthemum 16
    .
    .
    a bomb scare
    grounds flights in the valley –
    how loudly birds sing

    Under the Basho Spring/Summer 2014
    .
    .
    first snow
    crows explode shadows
    in the still grove
    From the haibun titled, Did you Call? AHG 4:2 March 2015.
    .
    .
    exams month —
    a crow fledgling drops
    another worm

    Prüfungsmonat —
    ein Krähenjunges läßt wieder
    einen Wurm fallen

    Chrysanthemum No. 17. April 2015

    .
    .

    wind-shaped gorse
    the rise and fall
    of a lammergeier’s call

    Frogpond Fall 2015 issue

    .
    .
    dusk
    dissolves into whiteness –
    first black-necked cranes

    Shamrock Issue 24 2013
    .
    .
    prayers at nightfall
    a thrush crushes snail shells
    on the temple step

    Shamrock Issue 32 2015
    .
    .
    wildlife park
    the barbet’s song
    drowned by traffic

    AHG 5:1, December, 2015
    .
    .
    rain-bombed
    silence between furtive calls
    of a barred owlet

    Otata December 2016
    .
    .
    New Year offerings
    at the mountain shrine
    lammergeier hovers overhead

    Otata April 2017
    .
    .
    coming to roost
    ravens in the temple grove
    compete with the gong
    .
    .

    Otata April 2017
    .
    .
    singing bowl
    echoing in the temple ruin
    a coppersmith barbet’s call

    Otata July 2017
    .
    .
    border control
    yellow-eyed babblers gather
    both sides of the checkpoint

    Otata July 2017
    .
    .
    why do
    the yellow-eyed babblers
    nest in the bamboo thicket

    where the cobra visits

    Otata July 2017
    .
    .
    petrichor
    as if in a rush of recall
    pale-footed warblers duet
    From haibun, ‘When the rain goddess visits (Monsoon notes)’ Otata September 2015
    .
    .
    dusk wood
    scattering the leaves
    a monal hen disappears
    From haibun titled ‘Painting Memories’, Otata 22, October 2017
    .
    .
    filling the eaves

    after the house martins
    hiss of night wind
    Otata December 2017
    .
    .
    Scops owl calling
    in the towers of pine
    stars crystallize
    Otata 26 February 2018

        1. My pleasure! 🙂

          I remember I had a lammergeier in my Beggar King haibun that I performed at the Bristol Old Vic. It’s too long to submit to a magazine as it’s a 20 minute performance piece. 🙂
          .
          BTW are you coming to England at any time this year? 😉
          .

  58. cloudshifting

    the robin’s song
    
between sobs
    .
    Alan Summers
From the “Paper Tears” haibun
    Narrow Road Literary Magazine of Flash Fiction – Poetry – Haibun
Vol. 2, August 2017
    .
    Flash Fiction Editor: Rohini Gupta
    Poetry Editor: Raamesh Gowri Raghavan
    Haibun Editor: Paresh Tiwari
    https://issuu.com/narrowroad.mag

    .
    .

    secret garden
    a clue to everything
    lies with the crows
    .
    Alan Summers
    Mainichi Shimbun (Japan) July 2016

      1. Great, Terri!
        .
        I missed my crows that used the great Lebanon tree in front of my small apartment block when I moved to another town. And the new gang of three, just adolescents, doing just what boys and girls would do at a similar age phase. 🙂
        .
        But the new town’s high street had something similar, with a little gang enjoying being gothic, and posing on Church steeples etc… 🙂

  59. splitting the sky
    a kingfisher lifts a branch
    off the breeze
    .
    Alan Summers
    Award Credit: Best of Mainichi Shimbun, 2014 (Japan)

    .
    .

    rain ceases
    as I leave the sycamore…
    one more kingfisher
    .
    Alan Summers
    Blithe Spirit vol. 14 no. 4 (2004)
    .
    .
    I’ve been lucky to see almost every kind of kingfisher, while in Sri Lanka, but the European River Kingfisher is still so darned cool.

  60. juniper the tether end of larksong
    .
    Alan Summers
    Lake District, Cumbria, England, U.K. September 2015
    .
    Published:
    Poetry & Place anthology issue 1 ed. Ashley Capes and Brooke (Close-Up Books, April 2016)
    ISBN-10: 0994528922 ISBN-13: 978-0994528926

    .
    .

    the mountain ash birdsong lichens
    .
    Alan Summers
    Lake District, Cumbria, England, U.K.
    Blithe Spirit 26.1 (March 2016)
    .
    Larksong by Williams:
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZR2JlDnT2l8

    1. It’s such a shame. I remember, although living in a city, that we were so close to nature all the time. Now it’s being killed off, it seems. A truly magical time.

  61. the black sky
    a flight of bats –
    figs fall

    Brass Bell (May 2017)

    Antonio Mangiameli

  62. childhood summers
    the weight of a
    goldfinch
    ……
    Honorable Mention
    Peggy Willis Lyle’s Award 2017

  63. all that shines
    in a magpie’s nest . . .
    morning frost
    .
    Presence 59
    .
    .
    twilight
    every bird
    a crow
    .
    Under the Basho 2016
    .
    .
    Dave Read

  64. moon-faced owl
    the silence of snow
    rising

    ::

    sudden storm
    a raven glides on
    shades of thunder

    ::

    broken wheat
    a sand crane dancing
    alone

    ::

  65. fuller’s teasel
    lapwings call out
    to a stray cloud
    .
    Alan Summers
    Presence #53 2015

    .
    .

    dandelion wind swallows spin a chimney
    .
    Alan Summers
    Presence #53 2015

    .
    .

    the whistle of red kites haymaking tractors
    .
    Alan Summers
    .
    .
    Has anyone ever heard the haunting hunter’s whistle of red kites as they swoop in and around tractors, for mice? It’s quite eerie. A little bit like Negan’s Saviors’ whistling in The Walking Dead!

    1. Yes, Alan, I have and it never fails to amaze me. A truly wonderful experience.
      Another is the amount of seagulls that appear, from nowhere, when cultivations of any kind take place, a vision I can only liken to the Alfred Hitchcock film ‘Birds’

      1. I think you must be one of a few haiku poets that have heard that eerie whistle red kites make.
        .
        Ah yes, Birds, I’m only spooked sometimes.
        .
        In Australia during September, that’s the time to be attacked by birds, such as their magpies and the willy wagtails. I had a magpie chase me for a mile so I had to stay in a small forest. They are persistent and they’ve wised up the drawn eyes on the back of our hats. 🙂

        1. I think many have heard the whistle, Alan, but haven’t associated the sound with that wonderful raptor, always pleasure to see them circling the fields.

          I can only visualise your encounter, such a humorous tale 🙂 And an incident you enjoyed, no doubt.

          1. Actually being attacked even by a single bird is terrifying. Even scarier than the big magpie birds is the small willy wagtail. When came out of nowhere on a Brisbane roundabout just before a YHA. I thought he’d drill through my head. 🙂

        2. Hooded lapwings are great ‘divebombers’, too, Alan. They nest on open grassy areas. One sits, while the other patrols. Neighbours had a nest on the median strip of their driveway. They took the bus to work for a while.

    2. 🙂
      I’ve seen a willy wagtail bully a magpie off the top of a playground slide and take its place (king of the castle), while the magpie walked grumpily around in the sand below.
      .
      spring flurries –
      the postie’s bike helmet
      versus the magpie
      .
      (Windfall #3, Jan. 2015)
      .
      mindful walking
      a superb fairy wren
      in my face
      .
      (Failed Haiku, Volume 2, Issue 20, August 2017)
      .
      – Lorin
      .

      1. I’m wondering now if the willy wagtail that attacked what I thought was a sparrow hawk (Queensland farmland, near Ipswich) was in actual fact a Brown Goshawk. Whichever bird it couldn’t defend itself. I’m amazed I survived the willy wagtail attack on a Brisbane grassy roundabout on my way to the YHA just yards away. It was more scary than the bigger birds attacking me out in the sticks. Of course September is that month for drawing eyes on hats, but it rarely works.

      1. Yes, the first couple of times that whistling was really spooky, even the very last time they do it, if you saw the last episode just last Monday. So Red Kites give this strange almost shepherd’s tune. It’s not a hunting tune, not like Jaw’s signature theme music. Perhaps it’s deliberate that it’s almost a short lullaby?

  66. Auvers-sur-Oise
    the crows changing
    into their colours
    .
    after Vincent van Gogh
    .
    Alan Summers
    Credit: Area 17, Ekphrastic haiku, (September 2015)

      1. One of the nicer collective nouns. I could never understand ‘murder’ for crows, as they are very friendly to all sorts of animals including humans, unless they do something evil. 🙂

    1. dawn mist
      crows pick at the offerings
      in the temple courtyard
      .

      Modern Haiku , 41.3 Fall 2010

  67. Hi Alan and fellow devotees of the haiku-poem
     

    Because it was posted earlier, I’m lifting by relinking Alan Summers 6:48 AM entry,
    and my word of Thanks in response
     

    https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/04/16/earthrise-rolling-haiku-collaborative-2018/#comment-76847
     
    I hope when I post, the link is hyper for immediate access 
     
    And Thanks again, Mr. Summers
     
     
    A wonderful IHPD to every one
     
    “and the eagle flies with the white-wing’d dove”     — CSNY & S. Nicks
      
     
    Sincerely,
     
    Michael, son-song of Virginia Ruth
     
     
     
     
      
     
     

    1.  
      I’ll now provide some apropos soundtrack:
       

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=98LaApCB4l8
       

       Amazing how a small form can cyber-globally unite: 
       
      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vd6zYQPCgsc
         

      on a palm translator
      p o e m   simply translates
      s o n g
       
       
      b I r d
      connotes
      s o n g 

      Michael Virga, son-song of Virginia Ruth, born to be an audiovore 
       
      “If you got ears, you gotta listen.”- Don Van Vliet
       
       
      listen to the indiscriminating song(s) of the mockingbird

       
      I hear the call of the nightbird
      I know what it sounds like when doves cry
      It sounds like the white -wing’d dove              — lyrics from S. Nicks w/ influence of Prince
       
       
       
       
       

  68. bare branches
    a raven weighing
    moonlight

    British Haiku Society Members’ Anthology 2017 – EKPHRASIS
    ——–

    typing dad’s obit
    by the kitchen window
    the woodpecker’s tap

    THF, Haiku Windows, January 10, 2018

    ———-

    aimless penguin
    his courtship calls unanswered
    no egg to care for

    Morose Penguin Review, February 2018

  69. war moon
    the flickering of humans
    at birdsong
    .
    Alan Summers
    First Publication Credit: Asahi Shimbun (Japan 2015)
    the blood moon issue, Oct 2 for the eclipse of 9/28
    .
    Anthology Credit: Heart Breaths: Book of Contemporary Haiku ed. Jean LeBlanc

      1. Thanks Dave!
        .
        Asahi picked it up in under twenty minutes, and I feel that slowly slowly readers are getting the haiku. It’s a little different I guess. 🙂

  70. three white-faced heron
    turn
    and are lost in blue
    .
    Alan Summers
    Commission: The Beggar King performance haibun (Bristol Old Vic Theatre, England 2003)

  71. The Thoughtful Raven – haibun (haiku+prose) – after Ted Hughes and The Thought Fox & Kurt Jackson and The Thoughtful Raven (Charcoal and ink sketch 2007) – ekphrastic poem | haiku | haibun
    .
    .

    The Thoughtful Raven
    after Ted Hughes, and Kurt Jackson
    .

    The raven grows out of swift strokes in a moment of midnight: 
    .
    Corvid, sublingual, 
    in sixty-five vocalisations of its kind, 
    .
    from worms to whales; battlefield and gibbet; 
    to an excarnation platform; 
    the raven’s thought of food is foremost.
    .
    The requiem bird is a shark of the wind.
    .
    the fox’s bark
    for a moment
    after echoes
    .
    There are stars and stars and stars
    and the raven thoughtful in its field.
    .

    The bird is glossed in purple, green and blue,
    its call blunt with primary colour; 
    wind and rain; and hourglass grains 
    .
                                                           escaping
    .
    .
    cemetary stone
    digger bees emerge
    from letters
    .
    .
    as stars lose focus in morning light 
    God is in the detail of ripples of silence
    inside the caw
    .
    a knuckle in blue jeans ripped
    while a smell of white forms
        out of granular dark
    .
    the writer is chugging ink
    from a forearm to fingers to nib, 
    the raven is done for the night.
    .
    .
    rabbit dusk
    goldfinches vibrate
    across teasels
    .
    .
    Note:
    The haibun is influenced by:
    .

    Ted Hughes
    The Thought-Fox
    From The Hawk in the Rain 1957
    .
    and 
    .
    Kurt Jackson RWA
    Thoughtful Raven, November 2006
    Pencil and ink (25cm x 24cm)
    .

    The Thoughtful Raven©Alan Summers
    Publication Credit: Blithe Spirit 26.4 winter issue haibun 
    Anthology Credit:   The New English Verse: An International Anthology of Poetry ed. Suzie Palmer ISBN: 9789385945694 Cyberwit 2017
    .
    .
    The Thought Fox: http://www.poetryarchive.org/poem/thought-fox
    The Thoughtful Raven: https://s3-eu-west-1.amazonaws.com/lot-images.atgmedia.com/SR/10042/2894227/66-201416163158_original.jpg

    1. the writer is chugging ink
      from a forearm to fingers to nib,
      the raven is done for the night.

      .

      Quite an unforgettable imagery, Alan. Fabulous!

      1. Dear Sonam,
        .
        Thank you!
        .
        The Thought-Fox stayed with me since school even though I didn’t understand it, and it took decades. I’ve seen a lot of Kurt Jackson paintings on display at the Victoria Art Gallery in Bath (U.K.) covering Bristol, Bath, Bradford on Avon and Wiltshire areas, and the two artists, and my love of all things crow, just came together while doing my Masters. A few years later and it became a haibun. 🙂

  72. its ghostly cry
    falls from the sky, invisible
    skylark
    — Ampū (? – ?)

    * * * ***

    how to cross
    the bridge of the bar-do
    a blue thrush whistles in the rain

    Otata 25, January 2018

  73. once again
    so tenderly
    mother falcon’s beak
    .
    .
    new dawn–
    dinosaurs still roam
    the fowlyard

  74. stirring the pot
    a magpie starts
    the kerfuffle

    Akitsu Quarterly Fall2017)
    *

    lengthening shadows
    a crow’s dirge swells
    in the dusk

    (WHR August 2017)

    *

    unraveling a memory
    a babble of lorikeets
    lighten mother’s face

    (Blithe Spirit Vol.27 No.4)

    *

    starlings
    on the hem of the horizon
    gathering dusk

    (Wild Plum Fall & Winter 2016)

    *

    breaking dawn
    dew drops meld
    into the bird song

    (Wild Plum Spring & Summer 2016)

    *

    lapis lazuli
    the dusky hue
    of a crow’s flight

    (Akitsu Quarterly Fall 2017)

    *

    empty park
    a lone ibis and I
    measuring time

    (Stardust Haiku April2017)

    *

    bird trill
    a wish to bottle it
    for winter listening

    (The Heron’s Nest March 2016)

    *

    swinging upside down
    from a grevillea branch
    a wattlebird’s perspective

    (Cattails April2018)

    *

    what’s left of the sun the mourning dove

    (Otata Dec.2017)

    *

    eventide
    murmur of pigeons
    fold the night in

    ***

  75. spring time
    sparrows renew
    their disputes

    The Heron’s Nest, Volume XIX, Number 2 : June 2017

    1. Dear Mohammad Azim Khan,
      .
      Good to see you post here. I don’t do FB at the moment so I miss seeing your work there, but do catch up in places like Heron’s Nest, as above. 🙂

  76. drip-drip . . . chirp-chirp
    the faucet and a bird
    harmonize

    Valentina Ranaldi-Adams – USA (Haikuniverse 08/07/17)

  77. delayed train
    a raven arrives
    on Platform 1
    .

    Poetry for Public Transport #18, March 2018,

    .
    .
    train cancelled
    the kookaburra begins
    to laugh
    .
    Poetry for Public Transport #18, March 2018

  78. dawn —
    I wake to the birdsong
    alarm clock
    *
    kjmunro
    Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, Canada

  79. spring thaw
    the sound of birds
    warming up

    pebbled path
    the killdeer fakes
    a broken leg

    solace—
    searching for music 
    in the caws of crows

    child’s drawing
    all the birds
    below the sky

    (Failed Haiku November, 2016)

    1. Terri, I find it best to use a word.doc first and put in all the dots.
      .
      e.g.
      .
      .
      spring thaw
      the sound of birds
      warming up
      .
      Terri French
      .
      .

      pebbled path
      the killdeer fakes
      a broken leg
      .
      Terri French
      .
      .

      solace—
      searching for music
      in the caws of crows
      .
      Terri French
      .
      .

      child’s drawing
      all the birds
      below the sky
      .
      Terri French
      (Failed Haiku November, 2016)

      1. Hi Terri,
        Extremely well, and very busy. I avoid FB and only tweet a few times a week. But doing lots of things Call of the Page behind the scenes, as well as now haibun editor for Blithe Spirit. 🙂

  80. drifting mist
    a swan swims
    from cloud to cloud

    Martha Magenta
    Creatrix September 1 2016

    ……..

    the rhythm
    of her knitting needles
    sedge warbler

    Martha Magenta
    Blithe Spirit Volume 27, number 3, August 2017

    ………….

    crack of a gun
    the thin cry
    of a partridge

    Martha Magenta
    Blithe Spirit Vol 28, #1 February, 2018

    …………

    spring equinox—
    a heron’s shadow moves
    into summertime

    Martha Magenta
    Blithe Spirit issue 27.2 May, 2017

    ……………

    rain on furrows—
    a seagull lowers
    the sky

    Blithe Spirit issue 27.2 May, 2017

    …………

    wind in the woods
    the conversation
    of tawny owls

    Martha Magenta
    Brass Bell June 1, 2017

    …………

    morning chill –
    a chiffchaff
    brings in the spring

    Morgenkühle —
    ein Zilpzalp
    bringt den Frühling mit sich

    Martha Magenta
    Chrysanthemum 23, April 2018

    ………….

    tense confrontation —
    a giant seagull stares
    back at me

    © Martha Magenta

    Haiku in the Workplace September 27. 2017

    ………

    critical job interview . . .
    through the open window
    blackbird’s song

    — Martha Magenta

    Haiku in the Workplace: December 5, 2017

    …..

    fading summer
    white wings flock
    on an airstream

    Martha Magenta
    Haiku Canada Review October 2016

    …….

    missing
    from May
    cuckoo’s song

    Martha Magenta
    Plum Tree Tavern September 2016

    ……

    hunger moon
    ducks land on
    frozen clouds

    © Martha Magenta
    Haikuniverse February 23, 2017

    ……

    window box
    a tiny bird skeleton
    among the leaves

    © Martha Magenta

    Haiku Windows, March 28, 2018

    ……….

    gathering cumulus
    the open wings
    of a mute swan

    hedgerow issue #118, July 1, 2017

    ……….

    summer breeze
    wheat ears bend
    into birdsong

    © Martha Magenta

    The Heron’s Nest Volume XIX, Number 3 September 2017

    ……..

    dunnock song
    the newness
    of the world

    Plum Tree Tavern June 10, 2017
    http://theplumtreetavern.blogspot.co.uk/

    river mist —
    the sound of wings
    at twilight

    Presence issue 60 March 2018

    ……..

    nimbostratus
    a black swan lands
    on the lake

    © Martha Magenta
    Stardust Haiku Issue 11, November 2017

    ……

    autumn crows
    the sepia faces
    in her album

    © Martha Magenta

    Wild Plum – a haiku journal 3:2 Fall & Winter 2017

    ……..

    flying out
    of a forgotten dream
    wren song

    © Martha Magenta

    World Haiku Review August 2017

    …….

    birdsong
    before the earth
    falls silent

    © Martha Magenta

    World Haiku Review August 2017

    1. quake-destroyed shrine
      a raven on the stone Tara
      questioning the dusk

      A Hundred Gourds 5:3 June 2016

  81. winter’s pall
    the shrouded song
    of the currawong

    *
    (Blithe Spirit vol 27. Feb.2017)

    *

    oblique shadows
    afternoon rests
    on a wattlebird’s tune

    *

    (Heron’s Nest) Sept.2017

  82. war zone …
    amongst the rubble
    an empty birdcage
    Acorn Issue #37, Fall 2016

    canyon walls
    the eagle drags
    its shadow
    Under the Basho, 2016 Issue

    ominous clouds …
    the wind fans
    the raven’s tail
    Under the Basho, 2016 Issue

  83. afternoon stupor
    the silent gyrations
    of a skylark

    *
    ( Cattails Sept.2015)

    *

    yesterday’s rain
    the swallow’s beak
    dips into the puddle

    *

    (Creatrix )May 2016

  84. our different truths
    the rusty underside
    of a bluebird
    .
    Frogpond 40.1 (2017)
    .
    .
    June heat
    a catbird’s call
    hangs in the air
    .
    Acorn 30 (2013)
    .
    .
    gathering dusk
    the unanswered call
    of a dove
    .
    Frogpond 35:3 (2012)

  85. strange clouds—
    life changes shape
    in a moment

    (Presence 59, 2017)

    water ripples . . .
    a kite touches down
    over the iris

    (Presence 58, July 2017)

    lake at dawn
    a few stars in the sky
    myriads on the water

    (Otata, december 2017)

    low tide …
    children collect
    sun and shells

    (Under the Basho – Modern Haiku)

    Flower Moon
    with you in river
    barefoot

    (Modern Haiku, 48.3 Autumn 2017)

    on the road…
    the sun is a white circle
    behind the fog

    (Moder Haiku, 48.2 Summer 2017

  86. perched
    on a burnt stump
    the crow’s dark caw

    (Modern Haiku) 2016

    hospital window
    the chortle of a magpie
    fills the car park

    (Cattails Sept. 2016)

    1. Great stuff! 🙂
      .
      I’m putting mine in a word.doc first, and adding dots.
      .
      e.g.
      .
      .

      perched
      on a burnt stump
      the crow’s dark caw
      .
      Madhuri Pillai
      (Modern Haiku) 2016
      .
      .
      hospital window
      the chortle of a magpie
      fills the car park
      .
      Madhuri Pillai
      (Cattails Sept. 2016)

        1. Good one!
          .
          And why aren’t you taking over Scope’s haiku section?
          .
          I had to turn them down, as I can’t commit long term, and now being haibun editor for Blithe Spirit (just three issues) is enough for me, along with everything else. 🙂

  87. sudden hush
    the slice against blue sky
    of hawk wings

    ***************
    clarinet solo
    in an upward spiral
    meadowlark

    **************
    finally
    in a flash
    bluebird

    ************
    Peggy Hale Bilbro

    1. Fantastic!
      .
      You can also use dots to great effect.
      .
      e.g.
      .
      .
      sudden hush
      the slice against blue sky
      of hawk wings
      .
      .
      clarinet solo
      in an upward spiral
      meadowlark
      .
      .
      finally
      in a flash
      bluebird
      .
      .
      Peggy Hale Bilbro

      1. Thanks Michael. I hadn’t thought of dots. I so enjoy this annual rolling haiku event!

  88. summer night
    on the baseball fence
    a blue jay stretches his neck
    (AHG, 2011)

  89. Daffodils in bloom
    cause the birds to organise
    Cats fake apathy

    Saluting Magpies
    as steam rises from teacups
    Daily ritual

    1. They are 2 separate ones , sorry the spaces seemed to have vanished
      💗

      1. Hi Lisa,
        .
        I use a word.doc to collect my poems, and also to place dots before I post.
        .
        e.g.
        .
        .

        Daffodils in bloom
        cause the birds to organise
        Cats fake apathy
        .
        Lisa Marie Shepherd
        .
        .

        Saluting Magpies
        as steam rises from teacups
        Daily ritual
        .
        Lisa Marie Shepherd

  90. flying in the wind
    the seagull’s cry –
    suddenly april

    vola nel vento
    il grido del gabbiano –
    subito aprile

    ***

    oltre l’inverno
    per chi prosegue il viaggio
    canta il cuculo

    Published in italian on the journal Le lumachine n°26 (Wanderer e Wanderung)

    beyond winter
    for those still on the journey
    the cuckoo sings

    ***

    between clouds –
    connecting with the sky
    a heron in flight

    ***

    just a last ku
    and then
    the nightingale’song

    1. Lovely!!!
      .
      I’d use dots, but use a word.doc first.

      .
      e.g.
      .
      .

      flying in the wind
      the seagull’s cry –
      suddenly april
      .

      vola nel vento
      il grido del gabbiano –
      subito aprile
      .
      Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
      .
      .

      oltre l’inverno
      per chi prosegue il viaggio
      canta il cuculo
      .
      Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
      Published in italian on the journal Le lumachine n°26 (Wanderer e Wanderung)
      .
      .
      beyond winter
      for those still on the journey
      the cuckoo sings
      .
      Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
      .
      .

      between clouds –
      connecting with the sky
      a heron in flight
      .
      Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
      .
      .
      just a last ku
      and then
      the nightingale’s song
      .
      Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
      .
      .
      Wonderful!

  91. briny lagoon—
    flamingos fly the sunset
    to the east
    (hedgerow: a journal of small poems Issue #46)

  92. midtown fountain
    the dancer pirouettes
    with a pigeon

    (The Heron’s Nest, 2017)
    ————————
    crow on a cable
    casting its caw
    to the wind

    or —

    sultry spring day
    the crow casts its caw
    to the wind
    _______________________
    rainbow shimmers …
    a peacock’s feathers
    on damp ground
    _______________________
    sparrow
    on a sign:
    “No Parking Anytime”
    _______________________
    green garbage can:
    the broad-winged crow’s
    slim pickings
    _______________________
    catch of the day —
    the bullwing
    in the blue heron’s beak
    ________________________

    1. Great!
      .
      I’d use a word.doc AND use dots.
      .
      .
      e.g.
      .
      .
      midtown fountain
      the dancer pirouettes
      with a pigeon
      .
      Amy Losak
      (The Heron’s Nest, 2017)
      .
      .

      crow on a cable
      casting its caw
      to the wind
      .

      or —
      .
      sultry spring day
      the crow casts its caw
      to the wind
      .
      Amy Losak
      .
      .
      Love both of them, especially your sultry spring day version. 🙂
      .
      .
      rainbow shimmers …
      a peacock’s feathers
      on damp ground
      .
      Amy Losak
      .
      .
      sparrow
      on a sign:
      “No Parking Anytime”
      .
      Amy Losak
      .
      .
      green garbage can:
      the broad-winged crow’s
      slim pickings
      .
      Amy Losak
      .
      .

      catch of the day —
      the bullwing
      in the blue heron’s beak
      .
      Amy Losak
      .
      .
      Great stuff!!!

        1. No worries. I just find the asterisks or crosses or lines etc… detract from the poem. The dot is the smallest non-invasive species to use for spacing here. 😉

  93. scratching through litter
    behind St Saviour’s manse…
    apostle birds
    (Paper Wasp, 22 (2), Winter 2016)

  94. dawn-misted lagoon
    rocking lily pads track
    the lotus bird
    (Blithe Spirit #27.2, 2017)

  95. egret at dusk—
    looking for shapes
    in the shadows
    .
    THN, March 2013

    ****
    the sky trapped
    between the mountain peaks…
    a hawk’s cry
    .
    Mainichi best of 2017
    .
    ****

    the curve
    of a swan’s neck . . .
    waning moon
    .
    Daily haiku, cycle 16. 2013

    ****
    black water pond
    how deep
    the crow’s eyes
    .
    A Hundred Gourds, issue 1.4, 2012
    ****
    evening thrush…
    what you said
    what I heard
    .
    Blithe spirit, 28.1
    ****
    crow feather—
    before dusk
    the feel of dusk
    .
    The Herons Nest, September 2014

  96. chatting on the porch
    two sparrows flitting
    in autumn mist

    .

    Troutswirl, Haiku Foundation blog

  97. * * *
    newly-wed couple…
    building a nest
    of love

    soaking in the sun
    a knot of sparrows

    potted flowers
    hopping in its cage
    a sparrow

    in my father’s
    loneliness
    bird chirps

    i wake up
    to the cock’s crows
    beer bottles

    knots of sparrow
    the dry season
    that’s inching in

    bleeding-hearts
    the nest supports
    a clutch

    the wind
    that no longer blows…
    homing pigeons

    ~ Willie R. Bongcaron
    Manila, Philippines
    2o18

  98. nettle blossom—
    the family of ducks nest
    in a tractor tire

    ——-

    Presence, #53, 2015

  99. night stroll
    an owl guides me
    to the woods
    ——–
    Acorn, October, 2015

  100. missing something . . .
    the warbler’s song
    at dusk

    Haiku Scout Report, #1, May 17, 2015

  101. the Canada geese
    shift and skein to wedge & nide
    to plump & gaggle
    .
    Alan Summers
    .
    NOTE:
    Geese, depending on whether they’re flying (skein, wedge, nide) or gathered on water (plump) or land (gaggle).
    .
    The delightful word skein is actually an abbreviation of the Old French escaigne, which meant a hank of yarn that, when folded back on itself, resembles the ‘v’ shapes with which geese transcribe the sky when locomoting long distances. That geese in flight are also referred to as ‘a team’ or ‘a wedge’ both reflect the graceful birds’ distinctive mode of travelling en masse.
    .
    ‘An Unkindness of Ravens: A Book of Collective Nouns’ is published by Michael O’Mara. Another useful volume is ‘A Conspiracy of Ravens: A Compendium of Collective Nouns for Birds’, with illustrations by Thomas Bewick (Bodleian Library Publishing)
    .
    .
    p.p.s.
    Couldn’t resist another 575, brand new as of a minute ago! 🙂

      1. You were a lucky fellow, Alan, to be invaded by egrets. Ibises are the usual park invaders, at least in Sydney.
        white ibises
        invade a trash bin—
        tipping point
        (cattails, Haiku Section, September 2015)

        1. Hi Marietta,
          .
          I think it was actually sacred ibis, my bad, getting my various egrets and ibises mixed up. As solitary or small groups Sacred Ibis look and appear cool. But not in a Brisbane park. 🙂
          .
          Alan

    1. Wonderful! I love that I can read that twilight anywhere is a nightingale’s song from the mist, if I so choose. But literally too, it’s break taking.
      Alan

  102. the scent of rain
    birdsong stretches
    as far as Mars
    .
    Alan Summers
    .
    Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum Selected Haiku Collection (Japan 2017)
    .
     Z-A of the best children’s poets from the UK and US ed. Liz Brownlee

  103. mother’s house
    the brightness of a robin
    on burial day
    .
    Alan Summers
    Presence #57 2017
    .
    .
    Boxing Day
    from grass they rise
    the meadow pipits
    .
    Alan Summers
    Presence #57 2017
    .
    .
    half-blue sky…
    black-headed gulls
    cloud dipping
    .
    Alan Summers
    Presence #57 2017

    1. That first one is so well observed, Alan. Colours do seem heightened in times of grief – almost psychedelic, sometimes.

      1. Different birds came up to the window in ones, including a goldfinch. It was a great set of French doors opening up onto the garden she designed.

  104. tip of the storm
    thunder fills the sky
    with crows

    Temps Libres 8/2017

    for a moment
    i am the heron
    first light

    Temps Libres 8/2017

    the eagle until only clouds remain

    Heron’s Nest Fall 2017

    1. Hi Sandi,
      Lovely!
      NOTE: use the dots to space them out.
      .
      e.g.
      .
      .
      tip of the storm
      thunder fills the sky
      with crows
      .
      Sandi Pray
      Temps Libres 8/2017
      .
      .
      for a moment
      i am the heron
      first light
      .
      Sandi Pray
      Temps Libres 8/2017
      .
      .

      the eagle until only clouds remain
      .
      Sandi Pray
      Heron’s Nest Fall 2017

    1. Love it!
      .
      Please post more, but add dots to separate name and credits.
      .
      e.g.
      .
      .
      halfway to the sea
      a seagull’s shadow
      follows its cry
      .
      Andy McLellan
      (Blithe Spirit 27.3)

      .
      .

      snow melt through the rushing traffic a wood pigeon
      .
      Andy McLellan
      (Asahi Hakuist Network 17 February 2017)

  105. long rainy season
    another song thrush
    returns to itself
    .
    Alan Summers
    Acorn, 32, Spring 2014
    .
    Chinese Translation (Traditional)
    .
     漫長雨季
    另一隻歌鶇
    回歸原樣
    .
    Chinese Translation (Simplified)
    .
    漫长雨季
    另一只歌鸫
    回归原样
    .
    Chinese trans. Chen-ou Liu

  106. fifth kind encounter
    humans replace crows
    as an idiom of murder
    .
    Alan Summers
    Prune Juice : Journal of Senryu, Kyoka, Haibun & Haiga
    Scifaiku feature Issue 21: March, 2017

        1. A very busy International Haiku Poetry Day with a new influx of haibun for Blithe Spirit, and starting a new online course, with both regulars and a new name. We get really spoilt. 🙂

  107. For Earth Rise Rolling Haiku
    ***********************
    wood duck
    the decoys never
    do him justice

    on the phone line
    a voice there’s no mistaking…
    red wing blackbird

    swallow tail kite
    for one fleeting moment
    the world’s on a string

    pileateds
    speaking expressly
    in consonants

    spring morning
    filling the feeder
    with birdsong

    1. wood duck
      the decoys never
      do him justice
      ************
      on the phone line
      a voice there’s no mistaking…
      red wing blackbird
      *****************
      swallow tail kite
      for on fleeting moment
      the world’s on a string
      ********************
      pileateds
      speaking expressly
      in consonants
      ***************
      spring morning
      filling the feeder
      with birdsong

  108. hummingbird
    at the window box
    practicing my scales

    published in Haiku Foundation’s Haiku Windows feature on Window Box theme

  109. the next step I leave behind a bush warbler’s song
    .
    Acorn #29 (2012)

    .
    .

    twilight trees
    birds go in and out
    of song
    .

    Acorn #26 Spring 2011

    .
    .

    forest trail . . .
    a cuckoo’s song leaves me
    searching the trees
    .
    A Hundred Gourds 4:1, March 2015
    .
    .

    wailing cuckoo
    a street child at the junction
    dances for us
    .
    A Hundred Gourds 2:4 September 2013
    .
    .
    kingfishers peck
    the tumbling river notes . . .
    evening raga
    .
    A Hundred Gourds – 2:3 June 2013
    .
    .

    the geese
    land on their honks . . .
    trembling pond
    .

    Frogpond 34:3 Fall issue 2011
    .
    .

    a white cry shuttling across the sky cotton
    .
    Kernals online – COFFEEHOUSE summer # 2 , 2013

    .
    .
    tower of silence
    the cawing of
    a hundred crows, not one
    vulture
    .
    Kernalsonline # 2 Summer 2013

    .
    .

  110. Coch Rhi Ben 
    .
    .
    nuclear winter
    I only count
    98 red balloons
    .
    There’s singing snow, and I try to catch its tune. A robin with the prerequisite red breast is keeping pace, flying and jumping from spade handle to outpost, dodging the bullets and the missiles. We make our final stand, and form a duet, defiant that we forget politics, and who killed his brother.
    .
    the snow
    is stinging
    and we both
    join up
    the red dots
    .
    Alan Summers
    Blithe Spirit Spring 2018
    .
    NOTE:
    The haiku refers both to the famous song “99 Luftballons” (“99 balloons”) which is an anti-war protest song by the German band Nena. And the old gods and folksong:
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cock_Robin

      1. Thanks Carol! 🙂
        .
        Delighted it appears in another anthology, especially as it’s a 575 haiku. 🙂
        .
        Poetry as Consciousness –
        Haiku Forests, Space of Mind, and an Ethics of Freedom
        Author: Richard Gilbert Illustrator: Sabine Miller.
        ISBN978-4-86330-189-4 Pub. Keibunsha (2018, Japan)
        http://www.keibunsha.jp/books/9784863301894_english.html
        .
        Richard Gilbert says this, regarding the (575) haiku:
        .
        .

        night of small colour
        a part of the underworld
        becomes one heron
        .

        Alan Summers
        .
        Extracts from Pages 223 & 224:
        .
        This haiku is classified as mythopoetic reality. The mythopoesis [is] evident in the semantic twist of “small colour” of night, a part of which “becomes on heron.”
        .
        What lies between realism and imagination, between living and dreaming, [as] a particular form of sanctuary; a space of poiesis. It seems most most fragile and nuanced, insignificant and ephemeral—yet it calls or we call, in seeking deeper, more enriching, increasingly multiple, multifarious dimensions of knowing in psyche.
        .
        Wallace Stevens refers to this poetical process as “enlargement”.

  111. an oxeye daisy
    swinging overhead starlings
    in metallic song
    .
    Alan Summers
    Selected Haiku Collection,
    8th Yamadera Bashō Memorial Museum English
    Haiku Contest (Japan, 2016)

  112. .
    .

    Gwdihŵ
    .
    .
    late deadline…
    keeping owl hours
    with the mice
    .

    an owl’s empire
    the flecks of light
    in snow
    .
    unnamed night
    the aviator’s goggles
    shaking feathers
    .
    night train

    a window screams
    out of an owl
    .
    five owls
    the time it takes
    to snow, slow
    .
    empirical owls…
    the sheep gather quietly
    into their own bones
    .
    Alan Summers
    Wales Haiku Journal issue one (Spring 2018)
    .
    NOTE:
    Gwdihŵ is Welsh for Owl
    How you say it: Good-ee-hoo
    .
    .

          1. Ah, I am intrigued by cabinets of curiosities, Alan! I didn’t know they were also referred to as wonder rooms. 🙂

          2. Yes, I’ve got a long poem about them when I was doing my Masters. It’s how museums were created so the public could also get to see the wonders. 🙂

    1. I have just referred to my favourite of your lovely birdsong haiku to a haiku group I’m in, Alan.

      this small ache and all the rain too robinsong
      .
      Alan Summers
      .
      Publications credits: Modern Haiku vol. 44.1 winter/spring 2013

      1. Wow, thanks! 🙂
        .
        Because I’d already mentioned subsong in another haiku, the previous year, I left it out, so really glad it still works. 🙂
        .
        Kala also anthologised it.
        .
        .
        this small ache and all the rain too robinsong
        .
        Alan Summers
        Publication credit: Modern Haiku vol. 44.1 winter/spring 2013
        Anthology credit: naad anunaad: an anthology of contemporary international haiku ed. Shloka Shankar, Sanjuktaa Asopa, Kala Ramesh, India, 2016
        (Haiku Society of America Merit Book Awards, Best Anthology [tie] 2017)

  113. the birds
    and her youth going
    s h
    o t
    u

    (Blithe Spirit 26.4)

    .

    mountain village
    the endless solitude
    of a lark’s song

    (runner-up in the Museum of Haiku Literature Award – Blithe Spirit 27.3)

    .

    endless wheat fields
    how to capture
    the larks’ song?

    a squall of wind
    the origami flies away
    with the birds

    (Akitsu Quarterly, Summer 2016)

    1. Brilliant poems!
      .
      .
      Perhaps more dots?
      .
      e.g.
      .
      .
      the birds
      and her youth going
      s h
      o t
      u
      .
      Iliyana Stoyanova
      (Blithe Spirit 26.4)
      .
      .
      mountain village
      the endless solitude
      of a lark’s song
      .
      Iliyana Stoyanova
      (runner-up in the Museum of Haiku Literature Award – Blithe Spirit 27.3)
      .
      .
      endless wheat fields
      how to capture
      the larks’ song?
      .
      Iliyana Stoyanova
      (Akitsu Quarterly, Summer 2016)
      .
      .

      a squall of wind
      the origami flies away
      with the birds
      .
      Iliyana Stoyanova
      (Akitsu Quarterly, Summer 2016)

      Iliyana Stoyanova

    2. This is beautifully captured, Iliyana.
      .
      .

      mountain village
      the endless solitude
      of a lark’s song

      (runner-up in the Museum of Haiku Literature Award – Blithe Spirit 27.3)

    1. Strong haiku! Very much back to basics.
      .
      It’s terrifying that the number of refugees that the Second World War (1939-1945) must have been quadruped by current wars and corporate profit chasing.
      .
      warm regards,
      Alan

  114. Tanabata
    the magpie bridge
    I wish for us
    .
    Tanabata
    il ponte di gazze
    che desidero per noi
    .
    .
    lovebirds . . .
    nope, I cannot live
    without you
    .
    inseparabili . . .
    no, io non so vivere
    senza di te

    Love VideoAnthology February 2018, Chanokeburi.it

  115. 3 more . . .
    .
    heat shimmer
    the kingfisher’s wings
    answer the river
    .
    (Moonset 1:2 spring 2006)
    .

    mid-gargle the magpies’ dawn chorus
    .
    (Yellow Moon # 20,Dec. 2006)
    .
    the wind shifting a bittern as driftwood as bittern
    .
    ( Frogpond 38.1, winter 2015)

    .
    I promise to stop now! 🙂
    .
    – Lorin

  116. a blackbird
    flies towards the moon—
    cancer ward

    +

    Notes for the Translators, Dec 2012

        1. Pretty well, and stupendously busy doing ginko and online courses, and acting haibun editor for Blithe Spirit for the next three issues, plus exciting projects coming out later this year. 🙂

  117. hummingbird . . .
    despite the effort
    she carries on
    .
    (For my youngest sister, Niamh, whose bravery amazed me)

      1. Thank you, Alan, that means such a lot.
        .
        Niamh was excellent at all sorts of crafts which kept her busy. The winter before she died I had the pleasure of sharing a stall with her at a Christmas craft fair. She was very talented and kept going as long as she could, never complaining, although she must have been in such pain towards the end.
        .
        marion

      1. Thank you, Carol. My sister had such an ability to multitask and was highly organised (totally unlike me 🙂 ) And she was always a cheerful and very positive person. Although in the time after her diagnosis her four children were relatively young, she still managed to find time for creative pursuits.
        .
        Thanks for commenting.
        .
        marion

    1. Wow. This haiku is both beautiful and sad. It shows such inner strength and making the most of each day and creativity.

  118. Scraping in with 7 from over the years. . . my internet connection has been down today! – Lorin
    .
    split wheat sack
    a steady trickle
    of sparrows
    .
    (The Heron’s Nest Volume XVI, Number 1: March 2014.)
    .

    mackerel clouds –
    silver gulls squabble
    over the bones
    .
    (tinywords Issue 13.2 | 24 September 2013 )
    .
    black cockatoos –
    a few quick brushstrokes
    before the rain
    .
    (Paper Wasp vol.17. 3, winter 2011)
    .
    starlings thicken
    between the chimneys
    a deeper twilight
    .
    (Presence #37, Jan. 2009
    .
    drizzle and mud –
    sparrows sinking deeper
    into drab
    .
    (3Lights Journal #1, Jan. 2010)
    .
    bellbirds. . .
    further and further
    from the trail
    .
    (Famous Reporter #40, 2009 + A New Resonance #7)
    .
    clear water—
    a magpie’s song drops
    into the pond
    (1st Prize Paper Wasp Jack Stamm Competition, 2005)
    .

    – Lorin

      1. Thanks, Marion. (These days, I sometimes wonder where I am, too. 🙂 )
        .
        – Lorin

  119. after the ceremony gossiping jackdaws
    .
    tinywords Issue 15.2 January 2016
    Under the Basho 2017 – Poet’s Personal Best Section

  120. *
    robins gorge on fermented berries
    birdsongs

    *

    foraging toddy berries

    upon the pavement
    tipsy twitters

  121. daybreak . . .
    gulls on the lough
    replacing stars

    (Revised from EarthRising 2015)

    1. Cool! ‘replacing stars’ is wonderful. I know that special glint that seagulls produce at the magical ends of the day – very early morning, and between the golden hour and into dusk too. 🙂
      Alan

  122. purpose built —
    crow’s nest with a bird’s eye view
    of the farmyard chicks
    —-
    riveted . . .
    white egrets hitch a ride
    on grazing backs

    my cherry tree trembles with hidden crows

    (Uganda)

  123. Apologies … Reposting for an easier reading. . .

    ***
    still lake
    the breath of a swan
    ripples the grey

    un lago immobile
    il respiro di un cigno
    increspa il grigio

    Akitsu Quarterly, Winter 2016

    *****
    cherry
    here is the titmouse
    and it’s pink chirp

    ciliegio
    ecco la cinciallegra
    e il rosa del suo canto

    The Asahi Haikuist Network, March 3rd, 2017

    *****
    framed
    by the wind
    a seagull moon

    incorniciata
    dal vento
    luna di un gabbiano

    cattails, April 2017

    *****
    love web
    blackcaps braid
    melodies

    rete d’amore
    melodie intessute
    da capinere

    Stardust Haiku, April 2017

    *****

    mist
    soft blackbird chirps
    along the path

    la nebbiolina
    lievi schiocchi di merlo
    lungo il sentiero

    The Asahi Haikuist Network, April 21st, 2017

    *****

    all this competition
    each blackbird rushing
    for the highest branch

    tutto questo gareggiare
    ogni merlo affrettandosi
    per il ramo piú alto

    Failed Haiku, #16, April 2017

    *****

    jazz concert
    swallows improvisation
    entwined with clouds

    concerto jazz
    improvvisazione di rondini
    intrecciata a nuvole

    7* place, European Quarterly Kukai, April 2017

    *****
    swallow’s flight
    finally
    my resilience

    volo di rondine
    alla fine
    la mia resilienza

    THF, Workplace Haiku, August 30th, 2017

    *****

    teenager daughter
    green finch and me
    go unnoticed

    adolescente
    il verdone ed io
    come invisibili

    Failed Haiku, # 23, November 2017

    *****

    empty cup
    the liquid melody
    of a robin

    la tazza vuota
    liquida melodia
    di un pettirosso

    EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaborative 2018

    *****
    chirps on snow
    maybe is this a stir
    of hope

    cinguettii sulla neve
    è questo forse un senso
    di speranza

    EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaborative 2018

    *****
    as if I felt guilty
    for not getting up . . .
    birdsong

    come se mi sentissi
    colpevole non alzandomi . . .
    canto d’uccelli

    EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaborative 2018

    *****************************

    Happy IHPD to all !
    Deeply thanks for choosing birds : such a lovely topic this year…..!
    Lucia Fontana, Milan, Italy

  124. maximum exposure
    a cormorant’s wings
    pulsing with light

    Haiku Masters, January 2018
    (in response to a photograph for monthly photo haiku contest)

    1. watching the cormorant dive…
      how long can I hold my breath?

      Wild Voices 2

        1. Thank you Alan. Have been quite unwell and hoped to be online more in Celebration of International Haiku Day but thoroughly enjoying reading through everyone’s submissions and comments.

  125. still lake
    the breath of a swan
    ripples the grey

    un lago immobile
    il respiro di un cigno
    increspa il grigio

    Akitsu Quarterly, winter 2016

    ***
    cherry
    here is the titmouse
    and it’s pink chirp

    ciliegio
    ecco la cinciallegra
    e il rosa del suo canto

    The Asahi Haikuist Network, March 3rd, 2017

    ***
    framed
    by the wind
    a seagull moon

    incorniciata
    dal vento
    luna di un gabbiano

    cattails, April 2017

    ***
    love web
    blackcaps braid
    melodies

    rete d’amore
    melodie intessute
    da capinere

    Stardust Haiku, April 2017

    ***

    mist
    soft blackbird chirps
    along the path

    la nebbiolina
    lievi schiocchi di merlo
    lungo il sentiero

    The Asahi Haikuist Network, April 21st, 2017

    ***

    all this competition
    each blackbird rushing
    for the highest branch

    tutto questo gareggiare
    ogni merlo affrettandosi
    per il ramo piú alto

    Failed Haiku, #16, April 2017

    ***

    jazz concert
    swallows improvisation
    entwined with clouds

    concerto jazz
    improvvisazione di rondini
    intrecciata a nuvole

    7* place, European Quarterly Kukai, April 2017

    ***

    swallow’s flight
    finally
    my resilience

    volo di rondine
    alla fine
    la mia resilienza

    THF, Workplace Haiku, August 30th, 2017

    ***

    teenager daughter
    green finch and me
    go unnoticed

    adolescente
    il verdone ed io
    come invisibili

    Failed Haiku, # 23, November 2017

    ***

    empty cup
    the liquid melody
    of a robin

    la tazza vuota
    liquida melodia
    di un pettirosso

    EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaborative 2018

    ***

    chirps on snow
    maybe is this a stir
    of hope

    cinguettii sulla neve
    è questo forse un senso
    di speranza

    EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaborative 2018

    ***

    as if I felt guilty
    for not getting up . . .
    birdsong

    come se mi sentissi
    colpevole non alzandomi . . .
    canto d’uccelli

    EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaborative 2018

    ***
    Happy IHPD to all !
    Deeply thanks for choosing birds : such a lovely topic this year…..!
    Lucia Fontana, Milan, Italy

      1. Lovely to see the godwits turning up, Limosa. I can’t help but wonder if you are/were up in the Mallee region? Though of course that’s not the only place they come to, it’s where I’ve seen them. 🙂
        .

        bushfires
        the tide of godwits
        turning
        .
        (The Heron’s Nest Volume XVIII, Number 2: June 2016)

    1. A wonderful selection, Lucia. I would love to listen to these in Italian as I’m sure the sound will add a lot. Do the nice people over at The Living Haiku Anthology feature poets reading in their native language, I wonder…

        1. Alan
           
          a wonderful IHPD to you
           
          and Thanks,  

          generous of you
          to provide the link
          to haiku voices
           
           
           
          Michael, son-song of Virginia Ruth    😎

           
           
           
           
           

  126. footsteps of curious guests
    echo beyond a thousand years
    elusive nightingale
    heralds luminescent sunset

  127. hawk circles –
    from the heart of the rock
    silence

    Incense Dreams 01-03-2018

  128. eagle owl
    he reads the words
    in my eyes
    ***
    her two hands fly
    like a thousand little birds
    finger-spelling
    ***
    (From “D/deafku,” Magma 69, winter 2017)

  129. wolf whistle
    on my way to work
    small starling
    ***
    dusk
    in the public garden
    doves in a sculpture
    ***
    (From “A gap in the crowd,” The Lampeter Review, Issue 15, 2017)

  130. only snow –
    the faint memory
    of doves
    (From “Four Seasons Haiku,” Storm Cycle 2015: The Best of Kind of a Hurricane Press, Kind of a Hurricane Press, 2016)

      1. Excellent Juxtaposition, Limosa.
        So good to see you start your love affair with haiku, today.

  131. muddied snow
    a dove’s coo
    breaks the mood

    ~ Cyndi Lloyd
    Presence #55, June 2016

  132. white crows
    granny sending postcards
    from heaven

    World Haiku Review, 10th Anniversary issue, March 2018

  133. mountain lake
    the night air fills the loon’s call

    tinywords 27 August 2007

      1. persimmon sky
        two blackbirds puff up
        their silhouettes
        .
        The Heron’s Nest XIV.1

    1. harsh sunlight
      a crow’s caw
      cuts the ice
      .
      Runner Up, Shamrock Readers’ Choice Awards, 2015
      Issue 33

  134. glassy lake
    flocks of snow geese
    pull up the moon
    .
    1st Place, 2017 Autumn Moon Haiku Contest
    ***
    cormorants . . .
    we open our arms
    to the sun
    .
    3rd Place, 2018 Jane Reichhold International Prize
    ***
    snowy field
    the owls we thought
    were stones
    .
    HM, 2017 9th IHS International Haiku Competition
    ***
    last campout . . .
    sandhill cranes call down
    the northern lights
    .
    HM, 2017 Robert Spiess Haiku Award
    ***
    the whistle
    of a wood duck . . .
    her last breath
    .
    HM, 2015 Betty Drevniok Award
    ***
    the curve
    of an avocet’s bill . . .
    sickle moon
    .
    Editor’s Choice, Cattails (April 2017)
    ***
    cloudless sky
    a pelican’s pouch
    full of light
    .
    Editors’ Choices, The Heron’s Nest 18.2 (June 2016)
    ***
    Thank you for sharing my passion for birds! Happy IHPD!
    Debbie Strange
    Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada

    1. Debbie:
      Your biggest fan in the USA!
      I’ve read every one of those before, and each is new in me, again.
      .
      Jan

  135. my Nile Valley Swallows
    could be yours
    this coming Spring

    IRIS Honorable mention 2018

  136. fallen peacock plume —
    I fail to smooth its pattern
    back in place

    The Mainichi 26.12. 2017

  137. sudden waterspout
    ten thousand starlings
    drain into winter reeds

    Akitsu Winter Quarterly 2017 Issue 14

  138. in sync with the surf
    a duvet of sandpipers
    play tag

    Akitsu Spring Quarterly 2018 Issue 15

  139. African Greys
    screech past my window . . .
    would that all birds feel so free

    Ingrid Baluchi (Uganda)

      1. Dad kept pet African Greys and loved them, but it always pains me to see caged birds.

  140. .
    .
    summer sunset
    a flock of black skimmer bank
    descending to the sea
    .
    .
    Earthrise Rolling 2018
    .
    Jan Benson

    1. Lovely visual, Jan. I had to look these birds up – they mustn’t have them here! 😉

      1. Thank you, Marion.
        As you will have learned, they like the coastal seasides, and hunt at night, skimming over waters when fish are nearer the surface. Fishing by feel, rather than sight.
        .
        It’s a bit of toriawase, comparison jux…
        Sunset/descending flock.
        .

  141. .
    .
    scudding clouds
    under a bridge the fitful
    flap of bats
    .
    Brass Bell
    October 2016
    .
    Jan Benson
    .
    (In dedication to the congregations of infamous bats
    under Congress Street Bridge, Austin, TX)

    1. I think I may have said it elsewhere, Jan, but the use of “busks” to describe the nightingale singing is inspired.

  142. morning commute. . .
    a crow shrugs off
    the rain

    In the Company of Crows, 2008

    beach nap
    my youth
    in the gull’s cry

    In the Company of Crows, 2008

    1. I love the crow’s indifference to the rain, Carole, and they do “shrug”!

  143.  
    “not nature, Nurture”
      
      

    the bird(s)
    defies gravity
    but not the grave

     
       
    exceeding         the sky limit           eagle slowly soars                                                  to a swallow
     
     

    early bird
    caged by the skydome
    never reaching Our Father’s kingdom

     
     
    “no rest for the wicked”
    no rapture
    for the raptor
     
     
     
     
     
     

  144. quarrel of sparrows
    the first Java plum
    falls to the ground

    – Billy Antonio
    Laoac, Philippines

  145. on the mend . . .
    this long afternoon
    stitched by swallows
    .
    Tinywords
    Issue 17.1 | 31 May 2017

    1. first light
      the falcon leaps
      into its wings
      .
      (Mariposa 35, Fall/Winter 2016)

  146. a few spots of rain
    cockatoos showering down
    wattle pods
    (Kokako 28, 2018)

  147. church archways
    whispering with swallows—
    spring vespers
    (cattails, Spring, 2017)

  148. owl cry –
    heavy of empty phrases
    the tonight moon

    Otata 01- 03-2018

  149. shawls of rain
    across the inlet
    a black duck’s wake
    (Asahi Haikuist Network, July 15, 2016)

  150. a Hitchcock movie-
    the dawn shouting
    in the chicken house

    Asahi Haikuist -March 2018

  151. aircraft landing
    a sparrow hops
    aside
    —Best of The Mainichi Haiku in English 2016

    1. cold snap –
      a sparrow flicks its tail
      of snowflakes
      .
      —Marion Clarke, Shamrock No. 25
      Shortlisted, Touchstone Awards, 2015