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HAIKU DIALOGUE – Opposites Attract – big/small

Opposites Attract

Hello – kj here – I will be taking the reins again for the next few weeks, with the theme ‘opposites attract’. The prompt each week will be a pair of opposites – feel free to be inspired by one or the other, or both! I hope this draws you towards excellent haiku – the way the compass, even in these uncertain times, will always settle on ‘North’…

                  compass needle


next week’s theme:  OPPOSITES ATTRACT – day/night

The deadline is midnight Pacific Daylight Savings Time, Saturday August 29, 2020.

Please submit one or two original unpublished haiku inspired by the week’s theme by clicking here: Contact Form. Please put Haiku Dialogue in the Subject box, & include your name as you would like it to appear, & your place of residence, with your poem. I look forward to reading your submissions.

A few haiku will be selected for commentary each week.

Please note that by submitting, you agree that your work may appear in the column – neither acknowledgment nor acceptance emails will be sent. All communication about the poems that are posted in the column will be added as blog comments.

Below is the commentary for big/small:

between two small cedars a hundred boxcars full of coal

John S Green
Bellingham, WA

Here we have a contrast between living trees & coal, & perhaps the eons of geologic time & the time it takes for a tree to mature, & then the human element of industry… complex ideas & implications from a ten-word poem…

in the small hours
waiting for the big one

Laurie Greer
Washington, DC

A few years ago, in Whitehorse, Yukon, a 6.2 was followed by 6.3 – & then the waiting begins… is a larger earthquake next? Or is this it for now? The extra detail of ‘small hours’ adds another dimension to the poem & the prompt…

beneath Andromeda

Mark Gilbert

An initial reading may lead the reader to the celestial Andromeda – a study of big & small – but (thanks to an Internet search) ‘Andromeda’ can also refer to a deer-resistant shrubbery, & deer are known to carry ticks…

spring rains a fistful of bolivars


No topic is off limits in haiku. Many submissions each week can be concerned with similar subjects, so the ones that are different catch the eye. This poem is an example, suggesting international trade & fluctuating currencies…

& here are the rest of my selections:

world news –
she feeds the baby
at her breast

Adrian Bouter


a kestrel
dots the sky
winter sun

Agus Maulana Sunjaya
Tangerang, Indonesia


we live out our spans
the butterfly and the gate
making their own bond

(Note: gatekeeper butterfly – During the UK butterfly watch this fascinated me that we had a gatekeeper by our back garden’s gate, as if guarding it.)

Alan Summers
Buddleia Lane, England


yoga class
trying to become the peace
between breaths

Anitha Varma


one small bright leaf
the wide sky

Ann K. Schwader
Westminster, CO


water stories…
the dance of river waves
in her pitcher

arvinder kaur
Chandigarh, India


heavy salt air…
miles from shore
the night sky expands

B.A. France


looking for myself
the sun fitting into
a raindrop

Bakhtiyar Amini


first school day
a child holds on
to her mother’s hand

Bona M. Santos
Los Angeles, CA


the summer sky in the deep of the fountain

Brăilean Mirela


making a way
through the thicket
the slightest breeze

Bryan Rickert


Our entire lives –
I park the U-Haul by trucks
twenty times bigger

Carlos Antonio Pittella
Michigan, USA


football lily –
the fading smell of
a powder puff

Cherry A
Assam, India


vaccine syringe
hope for a nation
with small pricks

Christa Pandey


thirsty sparrow sipping cold rain
in a pasture hoof print

Dan Campbell


pumpkin in the garden –
the eyes of a child
wide open

zucca nell’orto –
gli occhi di un bambino

Daniela Misso


my shadow larger
than myself

Deborah Karl-Brandt


On the horizon
The dog snores

Denny Stern


this pandemic
backyard barbecues
for one

Dianne Moritz


the best gifts
are in small packages –
his mother’s tall tale

Dorothy Burrows


crescent moon
my son’s hand
between mine

Elisa Allo


the oars
in a sea of words

Greer Woodward
Waimea, HI


no big deal
friends call me
the pea

Guliz Mutlu


shooting star…
the sky is so vast
for just one wish

Hassane Zemmouri


backyard spider
slung between two loungers
catching flies

Helen Buckingham
Somerset, UK


Small worries
Loom large
In the dark

Helen Ogden
Pacific Grove, CA


the locomotive hisses
his little hand

Helga Stania


war cemetery –
the big shadow
of a small grave

Hifsa Ashraf


slow thaw
the giant tracks
of a mouse

Ingrid Baluchi


the loudest voices
from the tiniest throats
sparrow chorus

Jackie Chou
Pico Rivera, CA USA


pulling a suitcase
behind dad
pulling a suitcase

Janice Doppler
Massachusetts, USA


space objects…
colliding with my face
a winged grasshopper

Janice Munro


his smile…
trapped in portrait
a younger version of me

Jibril Dauda Muhammad
Bwari Abuja, Nigeria


just passing through
a bluebottle
on my hand

john hawkhead


midday sun –
the dust of my beard
in the beam of light

Jorge Alberto Giallorenzi


a big     rock –
in the zen garden
I forget life obstacles

Julia Guzmán


ancient birch tree –
ants patrol up and down
the trunk

Juliet Wilson
Edinburgh, Scotland


a starry night in the lake in my eyes

Kanjini Devi


at the foot
of an apartment block
ants nest

Karen Harvey
North Wales


mountains of molehills
a swarm of ants

Kath Abela Wilson
Pasadena, California


the day when his hand
will fit in mine
father/daughter walk

Kimberly Esser
Los Angeles


her last words for the rest of his life

Lorraine A. Padden
San Diego, California


June morning bird song –
a small sweet voice ascending
to the sky’s expanse

Lorraine Schein
Queens, NY


autumn notes –
white herons pause
in the plow’s furrows

Luisa Santoro


shuffling steps hanging loose once perfect fit

Madhuri Pillai


small hands
hold our future

Margaret Walker


end of holidays –
the immense sea
in closed eyes

Maria Teresa Piras


an ant
the skin can be bumpy

Mariani Brew


endless summer too short

Marilyn Ashbaugh
Lake Christiana, MI


a toddler
on each toe…
Festival of the Giant

Marion Clarke


dawn croak…
so much estuary
for just one heron

Mark Miller


world map
on a wooden slice
my fridge magnet

Melanie Vance


tiny fingers
wrapped around my pinky…
the world turns

Michele L. Harvey


lofty shrine…
I see myself
looking down at me

Milan Rajkumar
Imphal, India


small family
the girl draws a picture
of her mother

Minal Sarosh
Ahmedabad, India


a rainbow –
the bridge of lovers
on the horizon

Minko Tanev


oak tree…
a mushroom
under its care

Mohammad Azim Khan


the little girl
big secrets well kept
by her doll

Mona Iordan


chance meeting…
his childhood crush
no longer little

Nancy Brady


stone reads
Baby Small

nancy liddle


sacred mountain
from the window –
my small eyes

Neena Singh
Chandigarh, India


stargazing –
his tiny hand
in mine

Nick T


Heading for the hills
Problems in rear-view mirror
Look small

Nickala Torkington


morning prayer –
rising with the mist
echo of the bells

Nicole Pottier


sunny day
a little boy riding
on his dad’s shoulders

Olivier Schopfer


yes instead of no
that little white lie
from long ago

Pat Davis


larder empty a hole for his big toe

Pris Campbell


high rise apartment…
only the ground floor

R.Suresh Babu


the big questions of a small voice gushing hydrant

Rashmi VeSa


vast desert
sand colored lizard
passes unnoticed

Rehn Kovacic


a dream planted
with a pine seedling
daughter’s birth

Richa Sharma


tide pool
my lover
an ocean

Roberta Beary
County Mayo Ireland


lottery ticket
washes up on the shore
uncharted seas

Ron Scully


teacup left out in the rain
a water strider
on top of the world

Sari Grandstaff


summer morning
a thrown pebble
wrinkles the calm sea

Slobodan Pupovac
Zagreb, Croatia


laughter in the playground
seeing myself
as I used to be

Stephen A. Peters


ancient statues
support the sky
an ant on the road

Stoianka Boianova


post surgery –
mom learns to take
baby steps

Surashree Joshi


Tokyo Bay
surfers sliding through
Hokusai’s wave

Teiichi Suzuki


old age home –
grandma knits
tiny mittens

Teji Sethi


the first little flakes
of a big storm

Tim Cremin
Andover, Massachusetts


prayer candle
under the dome of heaven
cosmic silence

Tsanka Shishkova
Sofia, Bulgaria


too big to fit
in a paw-shaped puddle
super worm moon

Vandana Parashar


the shape
of a young girl’s fingers
coiled sweetgrass

Vicki Miko


in the cup
the tea sways –
stormy sea

vincenzo adamo


many stars
only one candle
against darkness

Vishnu Kapoor


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:

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