Last Chance to Vote in the April 2023 THF Monthly Kukai
This month’s theme:
egg
Voting closes for The Haiku Foundation Monthly Kukai tonight (the 24th) at midnight (east coast time). So make those final decisions and let us know whom you think did the best work this month.
Voting for The Haiku Foundation Monthly Kukai
Shortly after the conclusion of the submission period, an anonymous ballot comprising all submitted poems on that month’s theme will be posted to Troutswirl (The Haiku Foundation blog) on the THF site. Any reader of this ballot is eligible to vote for their favorite poems at this time. A voter may vote for up to five (5) poems per theme. A top vote will receive 5 points, a second-place vote 4 points, a third-place vote 3 points, a fourth-place vote 2 points, and a fifth-place vote 1 point.
Please use the Kukai voting form below to enter your selections, and then press Submit to cast your votes. No other votes will be recognized or honored. All votes must be signed (that is, no “anonymous” votes will be accepted, and the Submit button will not be available until both Name and Email fields are filled in), and no poet may vote for his or her own work. No commentary upon the poems will be accepted or published. Votes will be accepted from the appearance of the ballot on the 18th of that month through midnight of the 24th of that month. Readers may vote only once per ballot. Administrators of the kukai are ineligible to vote.
Note: Anonymity is an essential part of any kukai. If you know who wrote the poem then that entry is no longer anonymous. Please respect the Kukai and do not vote for that entry.
The Ballot
1 | 46 chromosomes all i will ever be | |
2 | a ceasefire rejected — dropping the word Easter from our egg hunt | |
3 | a crack in her beliefs painted eggs | |
4 | a pair of robins intent to raise an eggs nest | |
5 | a silent heartbeat as the shell bursts open — cosmic array | |
6 | a tiny hand cradles the warm gift Easter Egg | |
7 | a whipping wind beats through egg whites meringues for breakfast | |
8 | addled egg . . . she emerges a black swan | |
9 | all my eggs in one basket — fridge camera | |
10 | an egg in the nest we are waiting online for an adult bird | |
11 | an egg within the fly within the trout within the pike | |
12 | azure robin’s eggs teaching my son not to touch | |
13 | Beating, little heart Fly precious, fragile, song Blue bird break free now! | |
14 | big bang — the universe hatched from an egg | |
15 | bird lover she likes to be called a good egg | |
16 | black and white a pair of eggs in the empty nest | |
17 | block party peeling back the boiled balut | |
18 | boiled egg . . . dilemma to abort or not | |
19 | Boiled egg on a sick day — scent of mother | |
20 | broken egg shells on the park alley young birds learn to fly | |
21 | broken eggs — lying on the grass with a sore tooth | |
22 | broken yolk on my plate . . . canola rain | |
23 | candling the egg, first ultrasound | |
24 | can’t afford eggs Cal-Maine’s profits septupled eat their CEO | |
25 | caught face to face with egg | |
26 | collecting some eggs — IVF | |
27 | coloring Easter eggs hard-boiled joy | |
28 | Columbus egg . . . we often don’t see the semplicity | |
29 | crack of dawn among the egg shells first baby ducks | |
30 | cracked it . . . egg first, then chicken sunday menu | |
31 | cracked joke in dad’s old 8mm film an easter egg | |
32 | cracking up this concave world too small for me | |
33 | cradling its future the lark’s nest | |
34 | cuckoo’s egg gently she touches the kick of someone’s baby | |
35 | daddy’s hangover . . . waking . . . . . . to eggshells . . . | |
36 | dark cool night entertained by lightning flashes on egg’s surface | |
37 | dealing with being different . . . chocolate egg | |
38 | dew drop on each thorn sparkle in morning sunlight four mockingbird eggs | |
39 | divorce the eggs in the fridge expired | |
40 | double yolk I crack open a haiku | |
41 | double-yolked egg — spring morning sun cracking into my two windows | |
42 | dunnock’s nest an egg hatches into cuckoo | |
43 | early cracks in the blackbird’s eggs . . . warfare | |
44 | easter egg hunt . . . a little refugee finds dinner | |
45 | easter egg she learns how to be a sister at forty-one | |
46 | Easter hospital menu egg of life | |
47 | Easter last year’s lost egg finally found | |
48 | egg awaiting to welcome the winner | |
49 | egg inside an egg aztec aphrodisiac oh! avocado | |
50 | egg on my face spit on my boots — where did we go wrong? | |
51 | egg or old chicken in the night of silence a question bothers me | |
52 | egg rolls mother’s happy face | |
53 | egg shells in the nest — I’m hiding baby’s blanket before she arrives | |
54 | egg thawing — her spring after the chemo | |
55 | egg-white clouds . . . the fragility of pretty things | |
56 | eggs in the basket praying for someone i will never meet | |
57 | eggshell after the chick the stars | |
58 | Enduring question: Which came first, chicken or egg? I can’t answer that. | |
59 | fading light guarding Goshawk eggs the colour of the moon | |
60 | fingers crossed to bear first spring the last broken eggs | |
61 | first sandhill cranes running outside in my socks | |
62 | friends gathering on their plates balut | |
63 | frozen eggs made to order . . . children | |
64 | funeral feast the hardboiled eggs of mourning | |
65 | gathering farm eggs wary of rooster’s domain mothers always tired | |
66 | germs — sky and earth to infinity | |
67 | good news! in my womb a piece of us | |
68 | Great nutrient for me. A source of power to be. This egg gives me love. | |
69 | hair-thin shadows echo a pale blue shell’s ode to flame-breasted fate | |
70 | happens in a flash love between rooster and hen free range eggs | |
71 | Hard boiled I am but your smile brings my sunny side up, unscrambling me. | |
72 | hen’s dream jumps in saucepan boiling an egg | |
73 | her bunnies all in one basket Easter Egg Hunt | |
74 | her remaining eggs fewer than a dozen perimenopause | |
75 | Here in the “night-sea”* Me — life seed of birth waiting . . . yearning for spring bliss *Thinking of John Barth’s “Night-Sea Journey” | |
76 | holiday spirit grandpa’s eggnog brimming with bourbon | |
77 | home farm visit a child points out we steal from mother hens | |
78 | honeymoon breakfast ordering eggs sunny side up | |
79 | house finches . . . finding the last egg by smell | |
80 | I am cracked open Like an egg whose shell is tapped Upon life’s rim | |
81 | I feel like an easter egg | |
82 | I left my heart in all of our hidden spaces. Little Easter Eggs. My heart is in the keyhole, the junk drawer and the garden. | |
83 | I see sky the egg of love breaks. | |
84 | in her skin a different egg to mine | |
85 | in me in my mother the daughter I dreamed | |
86 | kintsugi . . . grains of pollen mending the eggshells | |
87 | last boiled egg — he doesn’t know I am in his city | |
88 | lines mirror thunder: worlds open even in daylight | |
89 | long after the hunt one plastic egg left in the shed | |
90 | longing to breathe free it pecks up at the curved shell code for “let me out” | |
91 | making up they add eggshells to the compost | |
92 | March whirlwind settling within myself — scrambled egg | |
93 | Moonlight blankets nest Peck Peck Peck, cracking night Wakes up the others | |
94 | morning a yellow smear on an empty plate | |
95 | morning in the lake a black heron takes its turn of brooding the eggs | |
96 | morning soliloquy cutting through it my poached egg oozes | |
97 | moving her mouth the warm brown scent of easter eggs | |
98 | multi shaded pastel eggs possibilities | |
99 | my size 13s walking on eggshells tai chi class | |
100 | night shift the moon hatching a cuckoo’s eggs | |
101 | no egg chocolate cake Happy Easter | |
102 | old tiffin box memories of mom’s egg sandwich | |
103 | omelet p p i e l d f floored | |
104 | on the farm mother chicken ignores me — baking an omelette | |
105 | on the hen’s footprints looking for fresh eggs | |
106 | one blue card between pastel eggs — Passover | |
107 | one salted egg saucing buttermilk biscuits morning sun | |
108 | opening the egg it’s weight and warmth Easter morning | |
109 | orphanages snapping all at once the cuckoo eggs | |
110 | ostrich or quail egg a generation within hope of the future | |
111 | our first argument . . . a hairline crack on the eggshell | |
112 | our spiral galaxy — at its center spins an egg | |
113 | pa’s backyard the eggs of his chickens warm in my hands | |
114 | painted egg — above her little finger gold dust | |
115 | painted egg our dream remains unhatched | |
116 | pancake sunday practicing my one handed crack | |
117 | Poached the egg In the pan, seems like Your brain, smile. | |
118 | postpartum . . . the hollow of a robin’s egg | |
119 | pregnant woman removes warm eggs from mother hen | |
120 | price hike . . . again poor mom replaces egg with eggplant | |
121 | pros and cons list the clink of her bangles as she scrambles eggs | |
122 | pysanky — in hope of resurrection | |
123 | reconciliation in my cupped hands a fresh egg | |
124 | red vein runs through the cracked egg needs no name | |
125 | red-spattered vulture eggs my father decides if they hatch | |
126 | robin’s nest the blue in her eyes | |
127 | rooftop nest speckled shell two floors below | |
128 | school lunch a boy shares his egg with the watchman | |
129 | silent gravel works an egg moon hides in every crater pool | |
130 | Silken-wrapped captive fighting against tight embrace Emerge, butterfly! | |
131 | small spot at the corner of her lips Easter eggs | |
132 | so much depends upon you my last egg | |
133 | sock drawer finding a candy egg from last year | |
134 | source of life for the dove and the snake egg | |
135 | speakers’ corner — smashing into hot air one good egg | |
136 | spring nesting — a cowbird provides the surprise ending | |
137 | spring reprieve she slips a store-bought egg beneath the old hen | |
138 | summer sizzle . . . the temp required to fry eggs on a sidewalk | |
139 | sun likes his scrambled planet peace too hard boiled moon brings down the heat | |
140 | sunny side up grateful . . . for the good eggs | |
141 | suspended egg the gibbous moon on a post — Easter night | |
142 | Symbol | |
143 | Symbol of resurrection an egg | |
144 | talking of eggs to the chickens . . . the dog listens | |
145 | test tube egg a message in a bottle we’ve been expecting | |
146 | that one-legg’d chick — tho hatch’t from a crack’t egg — still hops-n-pecks | |
147 | the blood stain that is just another stain broken egg | |
148 | the chicken or the egg — all dilemmas end on my plate | |
149 | The crack of dawn scrambling for the bus | |
150 | the look in her eye this egg this time | |
151 | the nursery walls painted eggshell white still clean, still untouched | |
152 | the rooster’s wing dance . . . chicks breaking through their shells | |
153 | the world as an egg with us inside happy beginning of life | |
154 | this new product with magical chick yolks — Ah! wrinkles be gone | |
155 | this wish to start again . . . egg moon | |
156 | three blue eggs the scattered remains of dad’s n | |
157 | thud of the fallen egg . . . autumn grief | |
158 | tracks in the sand — the turtle hatchling’s journey unfinished | |
159 | Twilight dawns Mother bird croons lullaby To her eggs. | |
160 | Unfertilized egg He holds me close to his heart As emptiness stings | |
161 | unfertilized eggs angst of who what when and where none over easy | |
162 | unhatched another fried egg | |
163 | warm April rain — the egg-shaped shadow on the cat’s bed | |
164 | Warm shelter Inside of a 360 degree Umbrella | |
165 | Where from the chicken from egg white or egg yolk na me so atta | |
166 | which came first, chicken or egg — like asking where a circle begins | |
167 | white & yellow my empty plate in her loving gaze | |
168 | wildflowers everywhere children foraging for Easter eggs | |
169 | winter chill the warmth of the egg in my palm | |
170 | years later and still undecided frozen eggs |
Kukai Results
On the first day of the following month, results of the tally of the kukai will be announced. The top vote-getters as voted by readers will be posted, along with the number of points each poem tallied, and each poem’s authorship will be revealed at this time. Winners will be invited to select from a list of prizes provided by The Haiku Foundation. The theme for the new month will be announced at the same time, and the process repeated. Poems remain the copyrighted property of their authors, but The Haiku Foundation reserves the right to publish, display and archive all submitted poems for this and other purposes at its discretion.
Congratulations to all our participants!
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Ja ,już głosowałem ,dlaczego drugi raz.Tym bardziej ,że mój tekst ,nie jest zamieszczony w tej turze głosowania ,a w poprzedniej był:
Jajko
Wielkanocne w szpitalnym
Menu nadziei
egg
Easter in the hospital
hope menu
Bardzo mi przykro!!!