HAIKU DIALOGUE – Mountain and River – Mountains – long list
Mountain and River with Guest Editor Lakshmi Iyer
Mountain is benchmark for patience, resilience and tolerance. Whether heat or cold, fire or melting ice, whatever may be the extreme opposites, mountain bears them all silently and effectively.
If Man has to exaggerate anything to larger proportions, it is often compared with mountains. There is a proverb “Making mountains out of molehills”. Hence, mountain is always at the highest peak whether for patience, height, size.
Mountains cannot be moved easily. They are fixed, steady and unwavering. That is why it is probably said – Prayers can move even mountains. Which implies that mountains can be conquered only through prayers and not through force.
Well, some of you may argue that mountains too get destroyed, but it may be an indirect force through Man’s negligence to maintain a balance in the surrounding physical structure or its geological strength.
River is symbolic of extending help to anyone who comes in contact with it, as it has cleansing properties. River always tries to clean up everything on the way, even rocks get cleared, and it helps them glitter. Though Man pollutes river in all possible ways, river never pollutes Man. River helps ever, hurts never.
Here again, one may point out that a river in spate can destroy whatever comes in its way, but this too may be an indirect manmade issue.
River doesn’t depend on anyone for its journey towards its destination. It finds its own way to march towards the ocean or sea or whatever. If any obstacle is found on its path, it changes directions to reach the goal.
Flow of thoughts is often compared with the flow of river. If a thought arises in someone’s mind, there are two options before him. He can visualise the thought as a river flowing and decide to plunge into the river or observe the river flowing towards its destination. If he plunges into the river, action follows, as thoughts become words and deeds. On the other hand, if he doesn’t plunge into the river, but only observes it flowing towards the ocean, no consequence follows. There is stillness of the mind, he is in a state of meditation. Thus, river and its flow can help mankind to understand the process of meditating on the Supreme Consciousness.
I shall be extremely happy if you would give me a homework to dig deep inside your poems. It can be simple and sincere, setting aside all those mind-boggling thoughts. Just be you! Just live your poems!
Below is Lakshmi’s selection of poems on the topic of Mountains:
My gratitude to all the poets around the world for honouring this prompt and giving it a name of your choice. I liked the various interpretations and perspectives from the poet’s heart, though few could have had a stronger juxta or thought. Whilst most of them were excellent celebrations of the mountain of your belief, of your journey and the culture of your country, there were yet a few who just seemed like free verses. Thank you all for giving me a good homework to read the significance of your choice and for arousing the inner and outer extension of your life’s volcanoes, glaciers, debt, grief, happiness, Gods, Goddess, kingdom, valley, summit and the thought-provoking choices therein.
devil’s peak
seeking a reprieve
for his guiltJahnavi Gogoi
Ajax, Ontario, Canada
step by step
river banks to cushion
mountain trailsBarbara Anna Gaiardoni
Verona, Italy
I am a giant!
these stepping stones
are mountain topsTony Williams
Scotland, UK
in front of me
this massive mountain
behind me, mole hillsGloria Whitney
Findley Lake, New York
cascade mountain range
something in me
stronger than I thoughtStephen A. Peters
Bellingham, WA
gathering sap
between mountains
sugar moonMarilyn Ashbaugh
USA
mountain home
the stillness adopts
my stray thoughtsMike Stinson
Nebraska
as snow flows
from peak to river
I too wanderAlfred Booth
France
cold morning
unbuttons the white cloaks
over the mountainsPadmasiri Jayathilaka
Sri Lanka
pebble is content –
he knows he was a mountain
when time was infantMalcolm Highfield
Tavira, Portugal
mountain waterfall
arcs of rainbow spray
in a salmon’s leapJohn Hawkhead
United Kingdom
mountain path
a new day breaks
on our rocksPatricia Hawkhead
United Kingdom
how silently that mountain speaks
of the place where I yearn to beDeborah Guenther Beachboard
Adna WA United States
Test of endurance –
the long queue for
summit selfiesCaroline Ridley-Duff
UK
distant spring mountains:
if only my illness was
as far behind meLorraine Schein
Sunnyside, Queens, NYC
last to the top
my chaplain pulls me
into a dark kissPris Campbell
U.S.
first snow
the glen settles
into silenceJohn Pappas
United States
Kailasha
sunrise turning
snow to goldSonali Rasal
Pune, India
mountain meadow
rippling stream reflects
a budding dogwoodTsanka Shishkova
Bulgaria
peak
one misstep closer to being
a dead poetRoberta Beach Jacobson
Indianola, Iowa, USA
Vesuvius sparks red…
his sputtered talk
heats the roomAnn Rawson
UK
my sister slips
into surprise snow
Kootenay JoeEavonka Ettinger
Long Beach, CA
reaching the top –
our voices no longer
have an echoTomislav Maretic
Zagreb, Hrvatska
birdsong returns
to the mountains-
Appalachian springRuth Happel
United States
Santoka
writes of a sixth taste
the mountainStephen J. DeGuire
Los Angeles, CA
a winding pathway
along with the mountain stream,
I trace its clear flowGoda Virginija Bendoraitienė
Lithuania
deep ravines
scarring the mountain
she hides in cloudsWanda Amos
Australia
raccoon mountain
retrieving a pancake
from the trashJerome Burgland
New Orleans, Louisiana
spring mountain –
slithering to the ground
its ermine cloakPaul Callus
Malta
ship
looking at the mountain
his lightRyan Carba
Olutanga Zamboanga Philippines
mountain of shoes
kicked off at the front door
mouse runs right on inCindy Putnam Guentherman
Illinois, USA
sacred mountain …
at each step i surrender
my fearsPriti Aisola
Hyderabad, India
bald eagles
name the mountains
hyper-polyglotsCaroline Giles Banks
Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA
Denali winter
I change my name
to Snow RavenAJ Johnson
Stephens City, Virginia USA
waking up
to the sound of cowbells-
Alpine morningsSandra Martyres
Mumbai, India
stifling a sneeze
snowmelt trickles down
the mountaintopJackie Chou
United States
the color of his eyes blue mountain
Sharon Ferrante
Florida, USA
casting my eyes west
I am drawn to you
striated loveJennifer Gurney
Colorado, US
On mountain top
searching for the spring
in riverApsara Perera
Sri Lanka
the view from the top
such little enemies march
through the green valleyUrszula Marciniak
Poland
blue moon over Kilimanjaro
the bright eyes
of a Mohol bush babySeretta Martin
San Diego, CA USA
changing tides
in a grain of sand
the ancient mountainShalini Pattabiraman
United Kingdom
pale blue sky
the mountain flowers
soon will shineArrigo Bassi
Zürich, Switzerland
our final climb
to the mountain summit –
a winding trailAnne Curran
New Zealand
lost
in frozen fog
frisco peakswendy c. bialek
USA
ides of march
fuji’s head hidden
behind his foothillsCharles Harper
Yokohama
mountain path …
I am but an ant
among these giantsmarc brimble
Spain
still missed
in claustrophobic streets
my childhood mountainsJenny Shepherd
London, United Kingdom
sacred mountain
prayers echo
in multiple tonguesRadhika De Silva
Sri Lanka
uphill…
every breath
spirals into a prayerKavita Ratna
India
mountain forest
green light
meditationDaniela Lăcrămioara Capotă
Romania
where the mountain becomes sky the climb begins
Daya Bhat
India
long day
a mountain brook runs
down its trailSrinivasan Rao Sambangi
Hyderabad, India
thanking the high one
for the cloudberry –
bright Denali moonDeborah A. Bennett
Illinois, USA
crowded by clouds
my outstretched arms
at the summitJagajit Salam
Imphal, India
mountain range
inches away
the steep climbPamela Garry
Connecticut, USA
tallest of all
is mount ego
— at the foothillsKalyanee Arandhara
Assam, India
green mile
its green runs
in each and every mountainsDorna Hainds
Michigan, USA
chasing a cloud on the mountain top
Dan Campbell
Virginia
stepping stones
to the gates of heaven
my summit beginsBonnie J Scherer
Alaska USA
receding waters
the ship shaves the top
of a mountainChen Xiaoou
Kunming, China
in the mountain
dry riverbed
silenceZdenka Mlinar
Hrvatska
mountains
burned
bareDiana Ming Jeong
Pasadena, California, USA
pressure
within earth–
a rising mountainNancy Brady
Huron, Ohio
shrine in the stone –
prayers shape
the mountainSanjana Zorinc
Bjelovar, Croatia
died of cancer
the mountain he hoped
to conquerMary Derley
Ath, Belgium
a chemise of cloud
Damavand’s skirt flares with
vibrant red poppiesIngrid Baluchi
North Macedonia
pots banging
on the himalayan peaks
my iron-muled willMichelle Hoover
USA
mountain trail
there are few worries that won’t
go awayDejan Ivanovic
Lazarevac, Serbia
war-torn valley
creeping between mountains
the dispute moonMilan Rajkumar
Imphal, India
slipping in late night
getting caught in a fib —
mountain yet to climbAlan Harvey
Tacoma, WA
patiently waiting
for sunlight on its flanks
undersea mountainRob Barkan
USA
Pivot Mountain
reaching the decision
to at least trySuzanne Leaf-Brock
Ames, Iowa, USA
camping — tooclosetosee — smoky mountains
John Zheng
Mississippi
on its way back
to where it came from
mountain snowmeltBryan Rickert
Belleville, Illinois
Himalayan café
I share my lemonade
with a patch of sunMona Bedi
Delhi, India
granite peaks
wrapped tight in cloud
Cradle MountainLouise Hopewell
Australia
God footprints…
on the road crossing Baiului
a river of daffodilsSteliana Cristina Voicu
Ploiesti, Romania
not longer able
to hike up this path
I depend on my prayersDeborah Karl-Brandt
Sinzig, Germany
teeter
each valley once the mountain
totterCurt Linderman
Seattle
not yet dawn
the mountain echoes
its own silenceSrini S
India
Mount Fuji
how dad does not talk
about his scarsArchie G. Carlos
Minnesota
stumbling
from one job to the next…
a mountain of debtBaisali Chatterjee Dutt
India
Parkinson’s
he touches pinnacles
every daySheikha. A
Dubai, United Arab Emirates
riders saddle up
to relive the legend
Snowy MountainsCarol Reynolds
Australia
summit path
if it weren’t for the
evening sunEva Limbasch
Deutschland
waste picking
the hardest mountains
to climbIvan Georgiev
Germany
mount Triglav …
their son becomes
just a wordSamo Kreutz
Ljubljana, Slovenia
muse mountain
a cave echoes
with mother’s nameKathabela Wilson
California, USA
from the mountain summit a different moon
Fatma Zohra Habis
Algeria
borrowed glamor
before nightfall the summit
of Piz BerninaHelga Stania
Switzerland
mountains whistling winds
triggering an avalanche—
flow of frozen griefDavid Hoffmann
Ashland, Oregon USA
smoldering volcano
he tries to appease
her angerValentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
dawn to dusk
the mountain mom keeps
movingNitu Yumnam
India
double trekking poles…
his struggle up the slope
of the hospital hallwayLaurie Greer
Washington, DC
mist shrouded mountain
still sensing the silhouette
of my unborn baby…Adele Evershed
Wilton, Connecticut
Snowdon’s peak
leaving my prayer
within the stonesJohanna Ashwell
UK
night in the hills…
the moon and I share
some of the silenceMuskaan Ahuja
Chandigarh, India
up over the hill
and through the dale
grandma’s back to workDiane Funston
Marysville, California
the bull elk’s call
returned
by the mountainMichelle LaBella
Wayne, Pennsylvania, USA
broom hedges
on the black lava . . .
Mount Etnar Di Salvatore
Catania
Pamir twilight
a snow leopard’s tracks
fade under sunlightSandip Chauhan
USA
high up
a pink peony
I can’t forget itLuciana Moretto
Italy
at the peak of the rise the falls
Anne Fox
Broomes Island, MD USA
cho oyu ~
sherpas help an altitan
to fulfil his holy grailGuido De Pelsmaeker
Belgium (Holsbeek)
driving back home . . .
the snowy mountain
turns pinkDaniela Misso
Italy
oolong sip . . .
I close my eyes
to taste KanchenjungaMeera Rehm
UK
post cancer
accepting a new start
on the mountain pathRobert Kingston
Chelmsford, United Kingdom
sunset
the mountains and I
share secretsMargaret Mahony
Australia
a mountain
of unsold pumpkins –
frost moonCynthia Anderson
Yucca Valley, California
Table mountain
far below me
sheep in fogRuth Holzer
Potomac Falls, Virginia
reaching the summit but yet the moon
John S Green
Bellingham, Washington
mountain top –
is it wind or breath
of GodKrzysztof Kokot
Poland
tell it
on the mountain
I told it to HimMadeline Kavanagh
United States
hatred
how you bury me
under the mountainSusan Burch
Hagerstown, MD
Texas plains
my mountain becomes
a plateauC.K. Crawford
USA
boulders of Hampi
hanging on edge
our entwined fingersRaji Vijayaraghavan
Bangalore, India
mountain top
boat by boat the mist
unearths lightAmoolya Kamalnath
India
passing by a hill of stars temple trek
Arvinder Kaur
Chandigarh, India
afraid of heights –
grasping the folds
in her mother’s skirtBarrie Levine
Massachusetts, USA
bald mountains
unseen barrier
stops the treesSusan Farner
USA
a line of women
with wicker baskets on backs
sunset mountain trailSubir Ningthouja
Imphal, India
ghostly fog
covers the mountain
a world without contoursStoianka Boianova
Bulgaria
watching over
the village and its people
mountain goddessLori Keifer
United Kingdom
descending the ridge
he takes one last glance back –
Venus poisedBarry Smith
New Zealand
partly cloudy
the shadows drifting
on the mountainGovind Joshi
Dehradun, India
midlife
the mountain i climb
is myselfNalini Shetty
Mumbai, India
holy mountain
I circumambulate
my fearsPriya Narayanan
Ahmedabad, India
Mount Abu
what the quiet mist hides
at sunset pointMinal Sarosh
Ahmedabad, India
cloud theatre
behind parted curtains
the mountainJenn Ryan-Jauregui
Tucson, Arizona, USA
through the Beaver porthole
snow-speckled slopes
I can touchRupa Anand
New Delhi, India
distant mountains
my teenager measures his height
yet againNisha Raviprasad
India
raised in the flatlands –
must be why
I’m so impatientElizabeth Shack
Illinois, USA
the long years
on a mountain ridge
a lonely pineRichard Straw
Cary, North California
melting glacier…
papa’s stories fade
with each summerNeena Singh
India
an offering
to the mountain gods
song of snowfinchTracy Davidson
Warwickshire, UK
forest in the clouds –
lost cities
with our ancestorsMinko Tanev
Bulgaria
just a glimpse
of the giant squirrel
spring mountainSumitra Kumar
India
dark winter sky
the snow-covered mountain
reveals itselfMark Meyer
Mercer Island, WA USA
Welsh mountain path
tracing the songlines
of my fatherAnnie Wilson
Shropshire, UK
fireflies spilling
from the milky way …
mountain pathFlorin C. Ciobica
Romania
mountain pass
a shepherd conducts
the cumulus cloudsFlory Untanu
Romania
mountain summit
the journey to find my peace
in one pieceMadhavi Karri
India
rock by rock
the roar of the mountain…
lifting fogCristina Pietraru
Romania
in the middle
of nowhere
a mountain stands tallZahra Mughis
Lahore, Pakistan
no more snow
on Grey mountain
the spring in my stepPamela Jeanne
Yukon, Canada
smörgåsbord of teas . . .
astir with Nilgiri tahr
first mist of the yearMonica Kakkar
India
leaving aside
the need for control
mountain pathMirela Brailean
Lasi, Romania
mountain tunnel
the deep dig to forgive
a solar plexus punchRichard L. Matta
San Diego, California
breathing
the taste of heaven…
top of the mountainAngiola Inglese
Italia
cloud break
Everest hangs
in the distanceC.X. Turner
UK
insurmountable
the dangers in my heart
falling for youJoseph Chiang
Canada
how I wish I could
still hike to the overlook —
mountain waterfallPenny Harter
Southern NJ, USA, shore area
Mount Viso –
his Mona Lisa’s gaze
still on my lifeCristina Povero
Italy
even my dog
feels the need to howl
mountain overlookMargaret Tau
New Bern, North Carolina
Merrimack’s rush
to get away from itself
the dam’s roarRon Scully
Burien WA
prayer flags at base camp
the wind
the windLee Hudspeth
United States
The Matterhorn
only way I’ll conquer it
is at DisneylandMargie Gustafson
Lombard, IL, USA
mountain climb –
towards the sky
my old dreamsAna Drobot
Romania
counting bears
from the ski lift
Whistler springDebbie Scheving
Bremerton WA USA
a new season
on the mountain
we agree to settle downAnn Sullivan
Massachusetts, USA
susquehanna
i miss her power and grace
carving to the bayHerb Goldsmith
Texas
teen’s mountain
on tip of his nose
plans cancelledSigrid Sarahunn
Bar Harbor, Maine
kurma avatar
staying afloat
upon stormy waves
……………………………..of grief(In Hindu mythology, the mountain Mandara, which is used as the churning rod, begins to sink. Vishnu assumes the form of a tortoise – Kurma to act as support for the mountain.)
Vidya Shankar
Chennai, India
Join us next week for Lakshmi’s commentary on additional poems…
Bios:
Guest Editor Lakshmi Iyer lives in her world bound with duties to her mother and grand twins. Her voluntary services to under-middle-class girls nurturing their needs remain in the good books of the families. Her haikai journey has seen the worst of rejections and the best of acceptances. Her poems have found their own homes, and she profusely thanks the editors. Her dream to publish a book remains in her heart, soul and mind.
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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Dear Ms. Iyer, Ms. Munro, Ms. Zajkowski, Lafcadio, and Ms. Parashar,
Greetings for National Panda Day in World Folktales and Fables Week as we celebrate National Women’s History Month! Congratulations to participating poets! I wish you and yours peace and happiness amid the beauty of spring.
Thank you for reviewing my submission. I am delighted to be published in Haiku Dialogue!
My haiku shines a light on the Nilgiri tahr endemic to the Nilgiris, Blue Mountains of South India, listed as endangered on The IUCN Red List. The word Nilgiri, from Tamil words neelam (blue) + giri (mountain), has been in use since at least 1117 CE. It is thought that the bluish flowers of kurinji shrubs gave rise to the name.
It includes a New Year season season word, kigo 季語: first mist (of the year), hatsugasumi 初霞 (はつがすみ) and seasonless topic, muki 無季: tea, cha 茶.
The World Kigo Database by Dr. Gabi Greve, Daruma Museum, Japan, is my primary almanac (saijiki) for kigo and muki, and for translation of kigo and muki into English.
Thank you for your consideration. Best wishes.
Sincerely,
Monica Kakkar (she/her/hers)
https://www.linkedin.com/in/monicakakkar/
The shadow of the mountain
Flows into the water
Becomes light
So many ood mountain haiku… many here catch the eye! Mountains are truly inspiring.
mountain waterfall
arcs of rainbow spray
in a salmon’s leap
John Hawkhead
United Kingdom
gathering sap
between mountains
sugar moon
Marilyn Ashbaugh
USA
in the mountain
dry riverbed
silence
Zdenka Mlinar
Hrvatska
Thank you Tomislav, sadly this is a sight that is fast disappearing due mainly to pollution and other man-made factors.
I really enjoyed reading again each of these beautiful and reflective little poems this morning. The international flavor and variety in the US was a travelog of mountain images. Hard to mention just a few.
pale blue sky
the mountain flowers
soon will shine
Arrigo Bassi
Switzerland
a chemise of cloud
Damavand’s skirt flares with
vibrant red poppies
Ingrid Baluchi
North Macedonia
cold morning
unbutton the white cloaks
over the mountains
Padmasiri Jayathilaka
Sri Lanka
still missed
in claustrophobic streets
my childhood mountains
Jenny Shepherd
London UK
And resonating closer to home:
cascade mountain range
something in me
stronger than I thought
Stephen A. Peters
Bellingham WA
even my dog
feels the need to howl
mountain overlook
Margaret Tau
North Carolina
Thank you, Lakshmi!
It was a lovely list to read and thank you for including mine!
– Diana 😻
Thank you to each one of you sharing your mountain poems straight from your heart and making it a part of this Haiku Dialogue!
Thanks, Lakshmi, Lafcadio, Vandana, Lori, and kj! This is a wonderful collection. It brings back memories of similar moments on mountain trails and makes me want to plan soon for future experiences where the air becomes thin.
Here’s a favorite because of its humor and play on words in the first line.
peak
one misstep closer to being
a dead poet
Roberta Beach Jacobson
Indianola, Iowa, USA
i’m very grateful lakshmi that you have chosen
my verse to appear amongst a mountain range
of fine poetry. this mountain/river haiku dialogue
is one of the best!
Thank you, Lakshmi for giving a chance to be part of this. Thank you, Katherine, Vandana, Lori, Lafcadio and volunteers, if any, for all the efforts put in here for this wonderful journey together to read, learn and enjoy some incredible haiku and more!
Thank you, Lakshi, for including me!
Here are a few of my favorites:
birdsong returns
to the mountains-
Appalachian spring
Ruth Happel
United State
driving back home . . .
the snowy mountain
turns pink
Daniela Misso
Italy
receding waters
the ship shaves the top
of a mountain
Chen Xiaoou
Kunming, China
mountain path …
I am but an ant
among these giants
marc brimble
Spain
not yet dawn
the mountain echoes
its own silence
Srini S
India
Congrats, everyone!
The Matterhorn
only way I’ll conquer it
is at Disneyland
.
Margie Gustafson
Lombard, IL, USA
.
I conquered The Matterhorn in a similar way when a traveling carnival came to town !!
Lakshmi, thank-you for selecting my haiku. Thank-you to all who make this column possible.
Thank you, Lakshmi. I am honored to have my poem included in this week’s selection and also delighted for the opportunity to read through these splendid poems. Many thanks, Kj, Lori, Lafcadio and Vandana.
I enjoyed the subtle humor of this verse…it caught my eye right away.
peak
one misstep closer to being
a dead poet
Roberta Beach Jacobson
Indianola, Iowa, USA
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I am intrigued…especially because these are sacred mountains.
lost
in frozen fog
frisco peaks
wendy c. bialek
USA
~ ~ ~
I find this haiku to be very inspiring…
mountain range
inches away
the steep climb
Pamela Garry
Connecticut, USA
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Thank you Madeleine! Means a lot.
Thank you Lakshmi and thanks to all for sharing your mountain memories.
Wow, I got to travel the world reading today’s selections. Thank you, Lakshmi, for including one of mine. I loved so many poems, but this one particularly surprised and moved me:
double trekking poles…
his struggle up the slope
of the hospital hallway
Laurie Greer
Washington, DC
Thanks, Eavonka–and thanks for the trip to Kootenay Joe–very enjoyable.
Thank you Lakshmi for including my haiku among this wonderful collection. I loved them all and
especially connected with
muse mountain
a cave echoes
with mother’s name
kathabela Wilson
Dear Lakshmi and facilitators. Thanks Lakshmi, for selecting one of mine, but a few misprints crept into my haiku:
it reads:
cho you ~
sherpas help and altitan
to fulfil his holy grail
Should be:
cho oyu ~
sherpas help an altitan
to fulfil his holy grail
Guido De Pelsmaeker
Belgium (Holsbeek)
corrections made – thanks for letting us know! kj
Thank you for informing.
I am grateful for this beautiful collection! Along with the haiku, I love encountering the names of poets I linked with and shared with in Renku sessions. And Pamela Jeanne, I never met you, to my knowledge, but I am Pamela Jane and happy to read your haiku and to see your beautiful name!
The shortest one took my breath away:
mountains
burned
bare
Diana Ming Jeong
Pasadena, California, USA
I agree with Pamela… Diana’s poem struck a chord.
Thank you so much to the editors for including mine🙏
Its a blessing to be featured alongside such wonderful poets🙏
Love this bouquet…so much variety. Thanks Lakshmi, for selecting one of mine, and thanks, too, to the other volunteers (Lafcadio, Vandana, Lori, and Kathy) for all your work! Congratulations to all the poets!
Peaks for me:
mountain top –
is it wind or breath
of God
Krzysztof Kokot
Poland
I am a giant!
these stepping stones
are mountain tops
Tony Williams
Scotland, UK
first snow
the glen settles
into silence
John Pappas
United States
Loving all the others as well.
A vast range…
Peaks for me:
Table mountain
far below me
sheep in fog
—Ruth Holzer
a line of women
with wicker baskets on backs
sunset mountain trail
—Subir Ningthouja
prayer flags at base camp
the wind
the wind
—Lee Hudspeth
(I recall a fairly recent news item about deaths on Everest, and a photo of the prayer flags at the base camp)
And:
counting bears
from the ski lift
Whistler spring
—Debbie Scheving
This last one has gone straight into my file of 2025 favourites!
Thanks for all the work, Lakshmi and facilitators.
Thank you, Keith. It was hard to narrow down my mountain memories, but that was a special one.
Dear Lakshmi Iyer, thank you so much for the wonderful prompt and for including mine with such incredible ones!
Thanks so much to the editors and team haiku dialogue for putting together this feature week after week. One thing i really look forward to.
The ones that instantly felt like they echoed similar thoughts are these two! Loving all the others as well.
tallest of all
is mount ego
— at the foothills
Kalyanee Arandhara
Assam, India
at the peak of the rise the falls
Anne Fox
Broomes Island, MD USA
Congratulations to all the poets. I noticed humor, pathos, spirituality, anger, and more as I quickly browsed through the list of haiku.
Valentina Ranaldi -Adams’ poem particularly resonated with me as I sometimes feel like a simmering volcano about to explode.
Those haiku dealing or having dealt with cancer also resonated with me. May your batter’s outcome be positive.I
I could share more at this time, but will leave others to pick some of their gems. Thanks, Lakshmi, for selecting one of mine, and thanks, too, to the other volunteers (Lafcadio, Vandana, Lori, and Kathy) for all your work keeping this column going week after week.
I am glad you liked my haiku, Nancy.
Otto Correct got me again. My apologies as it should be
battles’ not batter’s although smack that disease out of your bodies.