HAIKU DIALOGUE – Intoxication – Falling in Love – long list
Intoxication with Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt
It has been with us since time immemorial, and almost all of us have experienced it firsthand: intoxication. Endorphins produced in the body during exercise give us a feeling of happiness known as a “runner’s high,” and once again we are intoxicated. Intoxicants have been used to awaken our spirituality, make us forget physical hardships, or elevate our imagination to unprecedented heights. And yet intoxication has its dark side. In the coming weeks, we want to explore how legal intoxicants affect us, our brains, and our everyday lives. I invite you to join me on a journey into our everyday lives and our brains to explore intoxication.
Below is Deborah’s selection of poems on the topic of Falling in Love:
boy wants to meet girl
who pretends to read a book
plots introductionVeronica Hosking
Avondale, AZ
summer of
our love
raging wildfireChristopher Seep
USA
my fragile ego
that one love-letter
I keptTony Williams
Scotland, UK
single—
still waiting
for his callPatricia Carragon
United States
natal homing—
my heart flutters back
to you once againSathya Venkatesh
Coimbatore, India
this morning’s sunrise:
your kind gentle voice brightens
my still cloudy skyLorraine Schein
New York
Christmas party walking home the first date bride
Robert Kingston
Chelmsford, UK
an old couple
fooling around on swings
as lovers doRandy Brooks
United States
holding hands
the cosmos starting
to make senseTim Cremin
Massachusetts, USA
Between dates –
a forgotten T-shirt
caresses meCaroline Ridley-Duff
UK
Tandav dance
in the forest
elephant in musthSubir Ningthouja
Imphal, India
pillow fort
our knitted fingers
flip on the starsTré
Blue Ridge, USA
dinner for one
valentines day
just another dayStephen A. Peters
Bellingham, WA
stepping out the lift
the two lovers smile
almost nothing happenedMarie Derley
Ath, Belgium
someone like you again
keeps appearing in the crowd –
what spell have you cast?Goda Virginija Bendoraitienė
Lithuania
feather weight
her first letter par avion
to Sir, with loveAshoka Weerakkody
Colombo, Sri Lanka
three of us now —
you, me
and this foolish brainPadma Rajeswari
Hyderabad, India
a summer evening
he watches as she swirls
the straw in her drinkUrszula Marciniak
Poland
that smile
reserved
only for meTim Chamberlain
Tokyo, Japan
her light
could not break
the darknessCharles Harper
Yokohama
first kiss . . .
touching the sky
with our handsRosa Maria Di Salvatore
Catania (Italy)
loves me not—
more
daisiesPatricia Haddock
United States
riding the wave
a hermit crab
dares both antennaeLorraine A Padden
San Diego, California
spring evening
heart to heart
with a pinky promiseDe Zoysa Swarna Bopali
Sri Lanka, Colombo
after the eclipse—
the ordinary sun
too much to bearSandip Chauhan
USA
remembering
the love I lost
dappled sunlightBoryana Boteva
Sofia, Bulgaria
wedding vow
bride and groom
in tearsIbrahim Nureni
Louisiana
monsoon ablaze
my heart
in a smithyBipasha Majumder (De)
India
you lilt my name
the night and I
honeysuckledMillicent Bee
Virginia
wheatish complexion
the mirror announces
not toLakshmi Iyer
India
a glance
across the room —
starry nightRashmi Buragohain
India
raining blossoms
the brush of his sleeve
against mineJackie Chou
United States
trying again
to fall in love with you
autumn windEva Limbach
Germany
fifty plus years
my heart still races
at her touchBryan Sharpe
Louisiana, USA
always aflutter
when you’re near
my high-school crushJoanna Ashwell
UK
short circuit —
after his text
toothpaste in the fridgeElisabetta Castagnoli
Modena – Italia
new feelings
between old friends . . .
autumn meadowhawksBarrie Levine
Massachusetts, USA
first movie date
an old ticket stub
in the keep sake boxKeiko Izawa
Japan
the thing
I never thought I’d miss
garlic breaththomas david
United Kingdom
empty pillow
now I understand
country musicMorgan Ophir
Sydney, Australia
mackerel sky our flickering exchange of gazes
Sheikha A
Dubai, United Arab Emirates
blossom breeze
inhaling the breath
of the flautist’s lipsJohn Hawkhead
UK
email lovebirds
dizzy with the turn
of a phraseAdele Gallogly
Canada
vulnerable –
this languorous melody
in each other’s armsPaul Callus
Malta
pheromones –
the Blue Morpho
circles his mateKatherine E Winnick
United Kingdom
remembering
my girlish ways
autumn romanceTerri L. French
Huntsville, AL
first rendezvous
crossing the rope bridge
in the windSonam Chhoki
Bhutan
the air trembles
with the call of turtledoves—
first loveMinko Tanev
Bulgaria
a snowy morning
the unexpected warmth
of burning love lettersIvan Georgiev
Germany
first crush —
the scent of oudh
in my prayerVaishnavi Ramaswamy
India
old love
still the last piece
for one anotherNitu Yumnam
UAE
what the actual stuck together snow woman
simonj
UK
dopamine rush
the breeze whispering
a new languageArvinder Kaur
Chandigarh, India
together…
on the dark side
of his smileStephanie Bauer
Chelmsford, MA
first love…
scrolling through Instagram photos
to deleteMaya Daneva
The Netherlands
in love again
poplar fluff
floating through the airOlivier Schopfer
Geneva, Switzerland
love nest
calla lilies twine
with birds of paradiseCynthia Anderson
Yucca Valley, California
the comfort
in your strong arms
a slow simmerEavonka Ettinger
Long Beach, CA
yellowing letters –
she knows the words
by heartDaniela Lăcrămioara Capotă
Romania
that head over heels feeling
still a mystery
to meTracy Davidson
Warwickshire, UK
acting cool
the heat
of a handshakeAnne Fox
Broomes Island, MD USA
meeting
after three decades
the same shaky voiceMilan Rajkumar
Imphal, India
first glance —
a breeze from the future
runs through meStoianka Boianova
Bulgaria
moonstruck
beyond the sky door
re-reading the letterSteve Black
UK
cut grass
on a familiar path
hand in handRefika Dedić
Bosnia and Herzegovina
a new heart
on the school wall —
falling leavesNazarena Rampini
Italy
unmoored —
the dizzying pull
of your shoreMelissa Dennison
UK
before the night jasmine blossoms pinkies touch promise
Biswajit Mishra
Canada
half moon—
my pulse quickens
without causeNalini Shetty
Mumbai, India
departing darkness . . .
between the sheets
a hint of heatMonica Kakkar
India
closing her eyes
to hold that song
long way homeZahra Mughis
Lahore, Pakistan
the deep sea quakes
a tsunami begins
so with you and IGreer Woodward
Kamuela, Hawaii
afterglow
I bury myself
in his chestJenn Ryan-Jauregui
Tucson, Arizona USA
coffee date —
the heavy fragrance
of rising steamLori Kiefer
London, UK
looking back
at the younger me
what did I knowMargaret Mahony
Australia
first date –
mom breaks the coffee cup
she read me inMircea Moldovan
Romania
meeting him
at the bus stop
thunderstormMariangela Canzi
Italy
first love . . .
all her rotis
heart shapedSangita Kalarickal
United States
river fog
fondling the course of usLiza Linder
United States
solar eclipse
even your shadow
sets my pulse racingAnnie Wilson
Shropshire, UK
blue dawn light
I’m laughing and aching
to find you goneDamon Huss
Santa Monica, CA
karaoke night
in one corner
a yearning heartAnthony Rabang
Philippines
on your lips
a hint of Cold Duck
first kissRuth Holzer
Potomac Falls, VA
hazy moon…
the thrilling call
to a line of chatsRaji Vijayaraghavan
Bangalore
he presents
his better version –
first dateValentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
racing
for the phone…
my heartSharon Ferrante
Daytona Beach, FL
sparks on our lips
with winter kisses
static electricityMaxianne Berger
Outremont, Quebec
bookstore alcove
we pause for a kiss
then move on to mysteriesSari Grandstaff
Saugerties, NY, USA
new love
he memorizes
her coffee orderKerry J Heckman
Seattle, WA
in the balcony
during “Georgy Girl”
too awkward to kissRichard Straw
Cary, North Carolina
giddy laughaway look in his eyes i do too
Kathabela Wilson
USA
not sure what love means wilting roses
Mona Bedi
Delhi, India
the popping bubbles
in our champagne flute…
smack of another wet kissLaurie Greer
Washington, DC
no fireworks
love potion switched out
for friend zoneStephen J. DeGuire
Los Angeles, CA
your voice
echoing in every cell
restless hummingbirdCristina Povero
Italy
that fortune cookie
seriously underestimated
where the night wentRon Scully
Burien WA
over a dream
of new love…
losing sleepDebbie Scheving
Bremerton WA USA
third date at a bar —
I drink in everything
about the nightBaisali Chatterjee Dutt
India
first sound of a cricket in the fragrant breeze
madeleine kavanagh
California, USA
In the office elevator;
shy smile and in love
until the eighth floor.Herwig Stas
Meldert, Belgium
his voice note another glass of midnight
C.X. Turner
U.K.
a glimpse of shoulder
even after all these years
it doesn’t take muchPeggy Hale Bilbro
Alabama
Autumn Joy
in my hand
…our first blush(Autumn Joy – the flower sedum that blooms in Fall)
Lakshman Bulusu
Princeton, NJ, USA
first attraction
rock music plays
summer hitsKathleen Mazurowski
Chicago, IL
a kiss just outside the underpass full moon
Daniela Misso
Italy
a wind in the reeds
chasing
usM. R. Defibaugh
USA
his gaze
and her fluttering heart
a short storySumitra Kumar
India
Join us next week for Deborah’s commentary on additional poems…
Bios
Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt lives in Sinzig, Germany, with her husband, two rabbits, and a sizable collection of books. After completing her PhD in Scandinavian languages and literatures, she works as a freelance writer. Her works have appeared in numerous haiku and short poetry magazines and have earned her several honorable mentions, second place in the haiku competition at the 2021 Pula Film Festival, and the 6th Star Haiku Contest Overseas Grand Prize in 2025. Also in 2025, she was selected as a fellow for confluence. She has also served as a guest editor for Haiku Dialogue since 2023. Her new book, Wild Rabbit Moon, was published in 2026.
Assistant Editor Lafcadio, a former teacher, now works from home writing, editing and proofreading study guides for nursing textbooks. She lives in Tennessee. She has written poetry for a long time but a couple of years ago fell in love with Japanese micropoetry and hasn’t looked back. Lafcadio has been published in a number of journals and anthologies. She writes under the nom de plume of Lafcadio because nom de plume is so fun to say. You can read her poems on Twitter (X) @lafcadiopoetry or BlueSky @lafcadiobsky.
Assistant Editor Vandana Parashar is an associate editor of haikuKATHA and one of the editors of Poetry Pea and #FemkuMag. Her debut e-chapbook, I Am, was published by Title IX Press (now Moth Orchid Press) in 2019 and her second chapbook Alone, I Am Not, was published by Velvet Dusk Publishing in April 2022.
Lori Zajkowski is the Post Manager for Haiku Dialogue. She lives in New York City and enjoys reading and writing haiku.
Managing Editor Katherine Munro lives in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, and publishes under the name kjmunro. She served as Membership Secretary for Haiku Canada for ten years, and her debut poetry collection is contractions (Red Moon Press, 2019). Find her at: kjmunro1560.wordpress.com.
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Thank you for publishing my haiku. Congrats to all the featured poets.💞👏
A fun and bittersweet collection this week, so many stories to tell in three lines. Thank you.
A few of my favorites:
you lilt my name
the night and I
honeysuckled
Millicent Bee
Virginia
I love the sensual sounds in this one.
raining blossoms
the brush of his sleeve
against mine
Jackie Chou
United States
I love the beautiful light touch of this one.
on your lips
a hint of Cold Duck
first kiss
Ruth Holzer
Potomac Falls, VA
I love the “Pow” of that Cold Duck!
Dear Poets,
I am delighted by all these positive and inspiring comments. It is an honor to serve as editor for another round of Haiku Dialogue and to be entrusted with so many diverse, moving, and excellent haiku. I am particularly touched that the work of the team and the THF is so highly valued. I’m looking forward to read all of your comments and insights you want to share with our community.
Stay calm and relaxed!
Deborah
Thank you for selecting my haiku — I’m truly honored to be part of this week’s collection alongside so many beautiful poems.
On a first read, these four really stood out to me:
empty pillow
now I understand
country music
— Morgan Ophir, Sydney, Australia
Between dates –
a forgotten T-shirt
caresses me
— Caroline Ridley-Duff, UK
holding hands
the cosmos starting
to make sense
— Tim Cremin, Massachusetts, USA
my fragile ego
that one love-letter
I kept
— Tony Williams, Scotland, UK
Thank you Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt for adding my haiku to this delightful selection.
My thanks also go to the rest of the team: Lafcadio, Vandana Parashar, Lori Zajkowski, and Katherine Munro.
Congratulations to all featured haijin.
his gaze
and her fluttering heart
a short story
.
Sumitra Kumar
India
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This haiku captures a sweet moment. However, does the last line imply that this sweet moment
will not evolve into something much longer?
Hi Valentina,
Thanks for your interest in my senryu! I enjoyed yours!
“ … that this sweet moment will not evolve into something much longer?”
The poem is not predicting the future of the couple. It’s observing that a relationship for various reasons (that the reader may imagine) did not take off.
From another angle, the three lines by itself is a short story that readers can visualise on their own.
Greetings Sumitra, thank-you for your explanation of your haiku and for liking my haiku.
Congratulations to all the poets. Loved the variety and there’s too many notable ones to mention. Well done.
Thanks for returning, Deborah, with this love-filled prompt, and thanks to the whole volunteer staff for your work behind the scenes.
Thank you Deborah for including me in the intoxication (or not) of love haiku. And a big thanks to Kathy, Lafcadio, Vandana and Lori for all your work on the Haiku Dialogue. Too many favorites to narrow to just a few. I like all the different settings for these haiku from rope bridges, theater balconies, bedrooms, movie dates, swings, online and more.
Thank you, Deborah for this delightful theme of intoxication! It’s been a joy to read all the poems…and grateful to our volunteer team, Kj, Lafcadio, Vandana and Lori! Thank you for including my poem, as well:)
Delighted to see my haiku long-listed and truly in love with all the wonderful haiku in its company. Thank you to Deborah and to all the talented poets whose work made my day!
Thank you, Deborah Karl-Brandt. Honored to have my ku on this list. Congrats to everyone.
Welcome back Deborah and thanks for publishing my haiku. Many thanks to all
the dedicated volunteers who make this column possible.