HAIKU DIALOGUE – Childhood Memories – Special Occasions
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Childhood Memories with Guest Editors Sherry & Zoe Grant
Childhood. We’ve all been there. No matter your age, your childhood memories are probably like mine, made of happy and sad moments. Along the way, we’ve all had to make choices. Did you turn out to be the person you’ve dreamt to be? My youngest daughter Zoe and I grew up in different countries and therefore faced different expectations and challenges. We enjoy creating arts, music and poetry together, and I often find her ideas fresh and inspiring. Our goals for the next five years will be to inspire one billion people with our music and poetry, and for families around the world to have fun creating collaboratively like we do! What was your own childhood like? What was the most memorable moment? This month, Zoe and I would like to invite you to share your treasured childhood memories.
next week’s theme: School Days, Family and Friends (“Who” was important in your life during childhood and “why”?) by Zoe Grant
I have lots of friends at school. But there is only one BFF. Who was your best friend at school? Did you get along with your siblings? Were your parents nice or strict? What about your teachers? I am very lucky my teachers are very cool, and I enjoy going to school most of the time. My mum told me she had so many tests and music exams when she was little because she was born in Taiwan!
The last two years we had several long lockdowns in Auckland and I had to go to school online. I enjoyed not having to get up early to get changed at first, but soon I really missed my friends and teachers, even though I could see and talk to them online everyday, but it was not the same. So I wrote this haiku and we republished it at Chalk on the Walk Haiku later:
school swings
only pigeons
play— Zoe Grant (NZ), Stardust Issue 58, Oct 2021 & Chalk on the Walk Haiku, Dec 2021
My mum also wrote a similar poem, one of six in a haiku sequence called “Our Games:”
empty park
echoes of paper
scissors rock— Sherry Grant (NZ), Modern Haiku 53:1 Feb 2022
My mum wrote a very sad poem when her old cello teacher passed away earlier this year:
my old teacher
her death
a cello string snaps— Sherry Grant (NZ), Brass Bell Mar 2022
I am a very busy girl. After school I go to ballet, singing and flute lessons. In my spare time I help my mum with chores and also we run online poetry workshops and edit haiku and rengay journals. I’ve been recording 250 short form poems about music or sound for the International Scriabin 150 Festival that my mum organised. Perhaps you have memories of your after-school activities. Were you as busy as me?
My mum and I love creating together. We want to inspire one billion people with our music and poetry in the next 5 years. After I edited this photo, my mum wrote a haiku to go with it. It was also inspired by Stravinsky’s “Firebird” ballet concert we saw at the time:
ballerina
a firebird’s dream
reborn— Sherry Grant (haiku), Zoe Grant (photo/art), Chalk on the Walk Haiku Sept 2021
We would love to read about your school days, or your family life in childhood. You can probably already guess that I look forward to Chinese New Years because I will get red envelopes from my grandparents!
The deadline is midnight Eastern Standard Time, Saturday December 31, 2022.
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below is the commentary for special occasions:
To cheer up the world during a cold Christmas, Zoe and I performed an online family concert where over 40 Christmas haiku and 2 rengay were shared alongside music. For the New Year (first weekend of 2023) Zoe and I will perform another online concert with all piano music by 85-year-old Ukrainian composer Valentin Silvestrov to promote world peace, where more poetry will be shared. I feel that by getting children involved in what we do, we pass on our passion, experience and values. Writing haiku trains the mind to focus – it is important to spend some quiet time with ourselves in this noisy world where everything demands our attention. This week, poets were invited to share childhood memories of a special occasion. Zoe and I hope that you enjoy reading this mixture of happy and sad memories. We certainly have learned a lot about other cultures through these wonderful poems. Instead of handing out “rejections”, Zoe and I would rather if they are considered “invitations to rewrite and improve”. Oh the things haiku can teach us!
Zoe’s comments:
Like most kids, I enjoy watching superhero movies because they always save the day. I hope one day I will be brave and no longer afraid of the dark.
Bocca della Verità –
my little daughter does not dare
put her handTomislav Maretić
Croatia
backyard superhero
before saving the world
naptimeStephen A. Peters
Bellingham, WA
I love surprises. Especially when they are presents for me. I can feel the excitement in these haiku.
pillow fight
whirling snowflakes
outside & insideChen Xiaoou
Kunming, China
surprise party my scream before theirs
Susan Burch
Hagerstown, MD
This time I learned about different cultures and festivals. These haiku were really funny!
Eid festival
a peanut stuck
in brother’s nostrilAJ. Anwar
Jakarta, Indonesia
Diwali night
a firecracker finds
my skirtVandana Parashar
India
Sherry’s comments:
I appreciate the humour in these poems. They made me smile. How wonderfully different images are joined together here.
old calendar
a crushed mosquito marks
Basho’s birthdayFlorin C. Ciobica
Romania
jingling pockets
chase a mango cart
temporary truceKavita Ratna
India
pics and songs
lost to smoke and fire—
saved to cloudStephen J. DeGuire
Los Angeles, CA
These moments and emotions have been beautifully captured. Childhood dreams can never be lost – even if we are deeply buried in the reality of here and now, we have these memories to go back to.
paper boat
a long time ago
i was the captainDaniel Dapo
Sorsogon City, Philippines
tonga ride
grandpa makes me
a princessDaya Bhat
India
new pet
the squeak of excitement
guinea pigsMillie Mignonne Cox
Warwickshire, UK
lunch with grandma –
pretending the dog
ate my greensLori Kiefer
London U.K.
shiver of the universe
from first love-
graduation danceGordana Kurtović
Croatia
christening cake–
the first taste
of your namePippa Phillips
Kansas City, MO
and here are the rest of the selections:
kite flying —
letters to dad tied
to the stringLakshmi Iyer
India
a pile of apple fritters
sneaking out in the middle
of the nightBarbara Gaiardoni
Verona (Italy)
first holiday since,
I pull your empty chair
closer to the hearthChristopher Seep
Ballwin, MO
A snow day –
cold flakes on my tongue,
the taste of freedomCaroline Ridley-Duff
Yorkshire, England
visiting England with granny the bitter taste of ale
Deborah Karl-Brandt
Bonn, Germany
Winter solstice
sunrise between the trees
of Kyivmartin gottlieb cohen
the shadows are growing shorter, USA
book fair. . .
dad gets me my own
big girl booksSurashree Joshi
Pune, India
stacking memory
over memory
seven stonesSangita Kalarickal
United States
Charmouth beach
tapping a pebble with a hammer
first ammoniteAnn Rawson
U.K.
Saturdays
in the church organ loft . . .
grandpa’s lessonsAlfred Booth
Lyon, France
paper dolls
designing the outfits
I’d never havePat Davis
Concord, NH USA
eighth birthday
pass the parcel reveals
a toothbrushMarilyn Ward
Lincolnshire UK
skating
on thin ice
Christmas morningmarilyn ashbaugh
edwardsburg, michigan usa
broken piñata –
slowly sipping Prosecco
while spilling her gutsJonathan Aylett
Liverpool, UK
Turnip lanterns,
cutting myself as I carve,
ragged winter faceSarah Davies
Bedford
headlamps bobbing…
mom and I flip another rock
for the crabsWai Mei Wong
Canada
brave the snow never missing a coffee date
Eleanor Dean
Massachusetts, United States
motel
lobby bulletin board
last summer’s ratesRoberta Beach Jacobson
Indianola, Iowa
Christmas night
the children’s bellies
full of cocoaBryan Rickert
Belleville, Illinois USA
my first role
Doc in Snow White at five
the drama beginsEavonka Ettinger
Long Beach, CA
we walked into
the future measured out
in km – expo 74Curt Linderman
Seattle
boy in bermuda shorts
the sun touches
chains of wavesDejan Ivanovic
Lazarevac, Serbia
Chinese new year
trading my red envelope
for a mistletoeJackie Chou
United States
Christmas trip
in the backseat bag
Santa’s gift, foundPris Campbell
U.S.
clear sky –
inside a pin cushion
looking outJerome Berglund
Minneapolis, Minnesota
dropped coin…
my broken smile
costs mum a bunchRobert Kingston
Chelmsford, United Kingdom
drop a coin to watch
milk pour from a dolphin’s mouth—
automat birthdayJames Penha
Bali, Indonesia
holiday journey ~
we raced the snowstorm
to grandma’sDavid Josephsohn
Greensboro NC
coming of age day
the scent of mother’s
old kimonoAlvin Cruz
Philippines
home away from home the breath of a sycamore
Tiffany Shaw-Diaz
United States
salt in the air
knees sunk in the sand
searching for starfishRebecca Kolstad
Rochester, NY
jump ropes
hide and seek
reminiscing at 75Naomi G Tangonan
Philippines
celebration of life–
a scattering of
cosmos seedsAllison Douglas-Tourner
Victoria, BC
one sleepyhead
behind the tree
waiting for SantaEster Castillo
Cebu, Philippines
axe in hand
daddy dances
with the chickenCharles Harper
Yokohama
laundry bubbles
blowing a snow
in my handsRonjo Cayetano
Sampaguita, Naujan, Oriental Mindoro
bon festival dance—
showing a stranger
how to stepKeiko Izawa
Japan
little children
exchanging box of gifts
christmas partyCrisiel Requiz
Philippines
bicycle
beautiful togetherness
explore the sunday marketNani Mariani
Australia
anniversary
the old campus where
our eyes metJeff Leong
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
tiny grandma
decorating the spruce
tinsel rides her skirtMichelle V. Alkerton
Ontario, Canada
snow again–
yesterday’s snowman wear
much makeupTeiichi Suzuki
Japan
uncle’s wedding
the taste of a cake
before it is cutRavi Kiran
India
summer rain…
in the yard
screamRefika Dedić
Bosnia and Herzegovina
Wedding feast
at the village hall
my dogs and cats are invitedAine A. Losauro Ligaw Makata
Passi Iloilo, Philippines
winter sunshine
the boy’s best friend
is soupBee Jay
Melbourne, Australia
grade 2 teacher
sending a note in a book
cool touchLoreta Bande
The Philippines
stealing mangoes
from mango-tope
chased by mali(tope = grove, mali = gardner)
Sreenath
India
Diwali night
going on a drive
to view the displaysGovind Joshi
Dehradun, India
escaping from mother
with palmful of warm oil
festival of lights(On Deepavalli, festival of lights, tradition was getting up very early morning to have an oil bath and wearing new clothes. It’s celebrated as the day when light won over darkness.)
Krishna Palle
Chennai
straight shooter
Daddy wins me something
from the top shelfTracy Davidson
Warwickshire, UK
rain on birthday
for the same kokeshi doll
a new songRicha Sharma
India
monarch butterflies
the september smell
of pencil shavingsJohn Pappas
United States
son’s birthday
a scrumptious solar system
on the cakeNitu Yumnam
India
first cherry harvest
earning enough money
to buy a cherry boxSébastien Revon
Ireland
first piano recital
my chopsticks set
starting on the wrong keysBona M. Santos
Los Angeles, CA
county fair …
the smell of sausage
on his hairfiera paesana …
l’odore della salsiccia
sui suoi capelliDaniela Misso
Italia
summer vacation
this year, i am
the tallest cousinAkila G
India
outside and free,
tree climbing, river-side camping
on a sandy shore.Rhonda Brown
United States
Thanksgiving
the winter spider still
on the food cartonRanice Tara
India
colours
masking faces
bura na mano holi hai(popular saying in Hindi meaning don’t mind it is holi, the Indian festival of colours)
Ishmeet Kaur Chaudhry
Ahmedabad
state fair days …
puffed up expectations in
a creamy delightBonnie J Scherer
Alaska, USA
first solo
diaper change—
diminishing returnsJonathan Epstein
USA
she knows all about me
the fortune teller’s dress
just like Ma’sCaroline Giles Banks
Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA
night fires mummer’s
cowbells chase the evil
deep into the groundStoianka Boianova
Bulgaria
flashbacks –
with grandfather’s donkey
across the mountainMinko Tanev
Bulgaria
birthday party . . .
he names the puppy
after his grandpaKathleen Trocmet
Texas, USA
looking up
at Christmas tree
stars in their eyesLuciana Moretto
Treviso Italy
a dream come true …
I am under the rainbow
in the fountainTsanka Shishkova
Bulgaria
frosted white
a shop bought bun
after the dentistsimonj
UK
first rock concert-
raising heart rate hidden
under gold bow tieFranjo Ordanić
Croatia
summer holidays
braving the Irish Sea
eating red ripple ice creamMargaret Mahony
Australia
Father’s Day
four women celebrate
the man in their livesSusan Farner
USA
Helston Flora Day –
Like a sunflower our child opens
her petals to the lightVivienne Tregenza
Penzance
Christmas eve
snow wraps gifts
in silenceLakshman Bulusu
Princeton, NJ, USA
bar mitzvah
why do I still dance
awkwardly?Nicholas Klacsanzky
Burien, WA, USA
Christmas tree
the children are alone at home
broken ornamentsbožićno drvce
djeca su sama kod kuće
slomljeni ukrasiZdenka Mlinar
Croatia
hammering the last step
into the pine trunk
treehouseLouise Hopewell
Melbourne, Australia
summer holidays
down the creek
chasing grandma’s geeseTuyet Van Do
Australia
vintage car rally
waving at the drivers
in my new pink frockNeena Singh
India
birthday party
my son shares the last piece of cake
with a beggar’s sonChittaluri Satyanarayana
Hyderabad, India
exam result
a bunch of daisies nodding
in a tiny handArvinder Kaur
Chandigarh, India
pink pockets hanging out at pyjama party
teji sethi
India
first birthday
we huff and puff till he
blows out the candleMinal Sarosh
Ahmedabad, India
vacation to ancestral home-
the ghost inside rice barn
I have never seenRam Chandran
India
Lantern festival:
flames glow in cellophane lamps —
our rainbow facesJenny Shepherd
London, UK (Brought up in Taiwan)
canned turkey Christmas
if mom can hide the moneyLev Hart
Calgary, Canada
moving boxes …
still leaning on the bare tree
our rotten ladderEva Limbach
Germany
September again
finding a silver Easter egg
behind the sofaMark Gilbert
UK
exchange gift
no one wants
a feverJoevit Prado
Philippines
Sari’d ladies
Wrap me up in childhoods
Heady spice.Richard Harris
Loughton, Essex
tucked in
to the lamp lit bedroom
soft falling snowSarah E. Metzler
USA
happy birthday eve –
dad takes me to the pet store
to meet my soulmateNatalia Kuznetsova
Russia
frosting Christmas cookies…
four sisters add sparkle
to the angels’ pink wingsLaurie Greer
Washington DC
Buddha’s Birthday
at last tall enough to turn
108 prayer wheelsMeera Rehm
UK
birthday party
classmates delighted
by homemade cookiesDubravka Šćukanec
Hrvatska
every birthday party
the wrong gifts –
identical twinsGuido De Pelsmaeker
België (Holsbeek)
the best gift of all
a child born on Christmas day –
my baby sisterPaul Callus
Malta
circus show
throughout the arena
a child’s babblingSamo Kreutz
Ljubljana, Slovenia
snowed in
Santa and Frosty wave
from the neighbor’s yardJohn S Green
Bellingham, Washington USA
family hike
pointing out the recent
bear tracksRichard L. Matta
San Diego, California, USA
summer holidays
fighting for grandma’s lap
with all my cousinsBaisali Chatterjee Dutt
Kolkata, India
first train ride
the conductor sings
the all aboard songBarrie Levine
Massachusetts USA
folk festival
limberjacks dancing
under the trees(A limberjack is a folk percussion instrument: a jointed wooden doll made to “dance” on a flexible board.)
Cynthia Anderson
Yucca Valley, California
Labour Day
on dad’s shoulders the sweet burden
of the little girlMirela Brailean
Romania
mum’s lap
i speak
the first wordVijay Prasad
Patna, India
doting grandparents
an orange at the bottom
of Christmas stockingJenn Ryan-Jauregui
Tucson, Arizona USA
Diwali night
we scour the streets
for leftover crackersMona Bedi
India
birthday in the park
swatting the butterfly
piñataLorraine A Padden
San Diego, CA USA
opening presents
boldly proclaiming
his disappointmentRehn Kovacic
Mesa, AZ
birthday surprise
the secret return
of father home at lastIngrid Baluchi
North Macedonia
holiday dinner
imperfect snow angels
show up for dessertKathleen Mazurowski
Chicago, IL
summer treat
of mud Holi
uncle’s weddingBidyut Prabha Gantayat
Bhubaneswar, INDIA
winter winds
everybody bent forward
on the Great WallHla Yin Mon
Yangon, Myanmar
Lions Club float
in the small town parade…
I roar the loudestJan Stretch
Victoria BC Canada
birthday party –
the balloons color the windfesta di compleanno –
i palloncini colorano il ventoMaria Teresa Piras
Serrenti – Italy
the first day in kindergarten
crying in the morning
laughter in the afternoonprvi dan u dječjem vrtiću
ujutro plač
popodne smijehZrinko Šimunić
Croatia
dog day
champagne for children
tickle the tonguesMircea Moldovan
România
amusement park –
sunlight through
my closed eyesDanijela Grbelja
Croatia
Christmas dawning — a train whistle circles the tree
Ann Sullivan
Massachusetts, USA
snow globe
the slow swirl~
into childhoodAnthony Rabang
Philippines
earliest memory
the cuts and bruises from falling
into the dishwasherBruce H. Feingold
Berkeley, CA, USA
on your birthday
back and forth we bat balloonsTony Williams
Scotland, UK
manger at the church
my sister and I took turns
holding the babyMarcia Burton
Salt Spring Island, Canada
empty beach
ma and I agree
to skip the dayChristopher Calvin
Kota Mojokerto, Indonesia
school Christmas –
part of me
still parked thereAmoolya Kamalnath
India
50th anniversary
dad asks
for a cup of teaDaipayan Nair
Silchar, India
family lunch
my Christmas cracker
empty . . .Rupa Anand
New Delhi, India
holy dip…
grandpa lets go
of grandma’s ashesVibha Malhotra
Noida, India
anniversary photoshoot
her head tilts
away from himPriti Khullar
India
driving…
even without wheels
a pillowJohn Francis Alto
Naga City, Bicol Philippines
Diwali skyline
Garland of candle fire
Crackers exploding starsSudha Devi Nayak
India
Dad’s Christmas gift
a backyard rink –
endless figure-eightsHolly Brennan
Bedford, MA
harvest moon
grandma’s song carries me
to the rice fieldsSubir Ningthouja
Imphal, India
boyhood blackbird
my voice breaking
into a songKeith Evetts
Thames Ditton UK
mountain picnic
the trickle of a brook through
our parents’ chatterMadhuri Pillai
Australia
keeping warm
the scent of chestnuts
in silver foilC.X.Turner
United Kingdom
peñafrancia fiesta —
the red balloon
i prayed for fliesLorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo
Bombon, Philippines
Durga Puja
from grandfather’s orchard
stolen pomelos(Children used to decorate Durga’s miniature hut with silver oak leaves and pomelo fruit. A forgotten ritual.)
Milan Rajkumar
Imphal, India
ice cream cart
candy floss
the days of street feastGeetha Ravichandran
Mumbai India
little sisters
in matching dresses
Midnight MassChristina Chin
Malaysia
Independence Day
during the festivities
kids and dogs run freeMike Stinson
Nebraska USA
playing dreidel
with m&ms-eating
more than bettingMargie Gustafson
Lombard, IL USA
School farewell-
Shirts dyed in ink
Eyes dyed in tearsSanthoshi Valli
India
Halloween
too many angels
on the streetNisha Raviprasad
Kerala
biting into burnt
marshmallows –
Boy Scout campfireDan Campbell
Virginia
pandal hopping . . .
I put off the new shoes
and apply a salveBipasha Majumder (De)
West Bengal, India
family zoo day
the sea otter
has her own roomKath Abela Wilson
Pasadena, California, USA
swallow’s nest –
coming back as permanent
to my deskLuisa Santoro
Rome, Italy
book character day
I explain why he can’t be
a power rangerAdele Evershed
Wilton, Connecticut
Quivering in my hands
night before christmas
one present that may be openedHerb Goldsmith
Bastrop TX
summertime
the first sip
of the seaSlobodan Pupovac
Zagreb, Croatia
birthday party
my 3-year-old relishes
his recycled presentsLynne Jambor
Vancouver BC Canada
first time at the stadium
learning new
cuss wordsTomislav Sjekloća
Cetinje, Montenegro
family gathering…
had sleepless nights
over gossipsDevoshruti Mandal
Varanasi, India
tripping on cow dung
my reputation sealed
the gauche girlElla Aboutboul
West Sussex, UK
Six Flags park fun
the skin I left behind
from my little kneeClaire Vogel Camargo
USA
climbing in
the tiny cabin
first blimp rideM. R. Defibaugh
United States
PTA meeting
third graders entertain
off-keyValentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
Christmas the hill i climbed with dad in my head 𝄇
Alan Peat
Biddulph, United Kingdom
luck smiles at school raffle—
I win a toy lionJoan Leotta
USA
school ballet show
one of the snowflakes
leaves a puddleAnnie Wilson
Shropshire, UK
zoom party –
only the birthday girl
gets the cakeNairithi Konduru, Age 8
India
childhood Christmases
when all my grandparents
were presentCarol Reynolds
Australia
snowstorm on halloween
adding boots to
my costumeKerry J Heckman
Seattle, WA
excursion…
how many somersaults
among the red poppiesescursione…
quante capriole
fra i papaveri rossiGiuliana Ravaglia
Bologna (Italy)
annual camp trip
but this year a brand new hat
makes me a cowgirlShelli Jankowski-Smith
USA
new
microphone
moss
and spitVicki Miko
California
school days
waking up early to watch
cartoons with DadAlex Fyffe
Houston, TX
the cover
with Pinocchio’s nose …
childhood homela copertina
col naso di Pinocchio …
casa d’infanziaAngiola Inglese
Italy
visiting Grandma’s
the old doll found
in the attic troveMona Iordan
Romania
carnival milkmaid
in petticoat and pigtails –
her pails of paperHelene Guojah
UK
family vacation –
dad cooks steaks in beer
for breakfastColette Kern
Southold NY US
first communion
dressed all in white
a toothless grinLinda Ludwig
Inverness, Florida
at thirteen playing ball
again breaking glass
Bar MitzvahMargaret Tau
New Bern, North Carolina
blindfolded
and spun around
I stumble towards the donkeySari Grandstaff
Saugerties, NY, USA
Mount Lassen hike . . .
our daughter
composes an operaSheila Sondik
Bellingham, WA USA
birthday party
we play bingo
for braceletsNancy Brady
Huron, Ohio
cold bunker bed . . .
colourful crepe-streamers
crisscrossing the dormFirdaus Parvez
India
Guest Editor Sherry Grant is a Taiwanese-born New Zealand classical concert pianist, cellist, poet, author, translator and festival organiser. Since 2021 she and her youngest daughter Zoe have been promoting short form poetry by co-editing several journals, presenting at haiku conferences and organising poetry workshops. As a musician, Sherry plays online concerts regularly and in her recent North American concert tour she also shared her poems during recitals. Sherry is a well published haiku/cherita/rengay poet. Her rengay written with Alan Peat (UK) won the first prize at the 2021 Otoroshi Rengay Contest. Sherry also enjoys writing longer rhymed poems and plans to publish several poetry books and chapbooks in the near future, including 300 love poems written for her favourite composer Alexander Scriabin, in 3 volumes.
Visit www.linktr.ee/sherrygrant for updates.
Guest Editor Zoe Grant, a well-published 8-year-old haiku poet from New Zealand, is the co-author and illustrator of Bat Girl, written in 2020 when she was 6 years old. Her haiku won the first prize at the 2021 NZPS International Haiku Competition (School/Junior) and she is the co-editor of Chalk on the Walk Haiku, Chalk on the Walk Monoku, Haiku Zoo Journal and Raining Rengay. Zoe enjoys drawing, singing, ballet and writing poetry. She co-hosts the International Rengay Gatherings with her mother Sherry Grant twice a year. This daughter-mother duo plans to go on concert tours to share their poetry and music with the world. Zoe shared 250 short form poems by 250 poets at the 3-day online International Scriabin 150 Festival in November 2022. She plans to do poetry podcasts in the near future. Follow Zoe’s projects at www.linktr.ee/zoe.grant.
Lori Zajkowski is the Post Manager for Haiku Dialogue. A novice haiku poet, she lives in New York City.
Managing Editor Katherine Munro lives in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, and publishes under the name kjmunro. She is Membership Secretary for Haiku Canada, and her debut poetry collection is contractions (Red Moon Press, 2019). Find her at: kjmunro1560.wordpress.com.
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Delighted to feature in The Haiku Foundation’s Haiku Dialogue today: week’s theme: School Days, Family and Friends.
My gratitude to Guest Editors Sherry Grant & Zoe Grant for selecting my haiku written on this week’s prompt: so many wonderful memories of childhood… Zoe
I will not say goodbye to Sherry and Zoe: we would meet again! Congratulations to all writers! My thanks also to Kathy, Lori, and the Haiku Foundation.
Thanks much, Sherry and Zoe for including my haiku in this special occasions from childhood selection. A great collection from around the world.
My favorite
she knows all about me
the fortune teller’s dress
just like Ma’s
Caroline Giles Banks
Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA
How beautiful is this.
I enjoyed the experience of this set of haiku from around the world. It made me realize how differently childhood can be according to the region. There were so many wonderful memories. One of the most interesting poems was the one I am posting here. I like it when a haiku leaves me with the hint of a backstory or the mystery of the unspoken.
she knows all about me
the fortune teller’s dress
just like Ma’s
Caroline Giles Banks
Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA
Many thanks to Zoe and Sherry for selecting and including my work! Truly delighted to see my poem included in this awesome column! Thanks to KJ, Lori, and the editorial team at the Haiku Foundation, for all your efforts, time and dedication. Happy New Year to all, and congratulations to all the poets featured.
Thanks Zoe and Sherry for selecting so many childhood memories from the global community of haiku poets. It is easy to relate to so many of these haiku and even for those outside of my childhood experience imagine the event(s) that were so memorable. Congrats to all the poets for such insightful haiku as seen through each child’s eyes. Thanks for selecting one of mine for this collection, too,
Thanks to KJ and Lori and the whole staff at the Haiku Foundation for all the work you do every week to keep this column going. Happy New Year to all!
Thank you Sherry and Zoe for including me in the last Haiku Dialogue of 2022. It’s funny how childhood is ever-present. I appreciate all your hard work and the work of all the guest editors over the past year. Thank you Kathy and Lori for all your efforts on this feature. I appreciate this worldwide haiku community that participates here every week. So many incredible haiku here on childhood events that have remained in our hearts. Thank you!
Many thanks to Zoe and Sherry for selecting my haiku. Also, thanks to the Haiku Foundation for encouraging thousands of haiku poets around the world. Last but not the least, congratulations to all other poets published here.
Thanks for bringing us so much joy!
Thank you, Sherry and Zoe for making every Wednesday a treasure trove of memories. So happy to be included with so many of my poetry friends.
My gratitude to kj, Lori, and THF for all they do to provide this space. I think the changes in January will be incredibly helpful for everyone.
Thank you so much Sherry Grant and Zoe for the lovely prompts and for sharing my poem/s with a heartwarming thought!
Also gratitude to everyone who make this weekly dialogue possible 🙏
Wish everyone a very happy holiday season and a wonderful new year! Enjoyed each and every childhood poem.
Sherry&Zoe thank you for everything and happy New Year!
Barbara Anna
Thank you, Zoe and Sherry, for selecting my haiku for publication. I love Zoe’s haiku: the feeling really comes through. I enjoyed reading some of the other haiku too. My thanks also to Kj, Lori, and the Haiku Foundation. Happy New Year to everybody and Happy Haiku Writing!
Thank you for this delightful string of haiku, Sherry and Zoe; reminds me of a big box of assorted chocolates 🙂
Congratulations to all writers featured here. Happy New Year to everybody!
Many thanks for including me in this terrific batch of poetry! Happy hols to everyone!
My thanks to Zoe and Sherry for selecting my haiku for publication. My thanks also to Kathy, Lori, and the Haiku Foundation. Congrats to fellow Ohio poets Nancy Brady and Tiffany Shaw-Diaz and to all the other poets.