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Last Chance to Vote in the August 2020 THF Monthly Kukai

This month’s theme:
do(ing) the right thing

Voting closes for The Haiku Foundation Monthly Kukai tonight at midnight (east coast time). So make those final decisions and let us know who 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.

The Ballot

1 a fifty bill
that could buy dinner –
“hey mate, you dropped this”
2 a mask –
is it so much
to ask?
3 a new dawn –
yesterday’s people
that I forgave
4 a new morning
the same girlfriend
the same sofa
5 a right path
reading self help books all night
spilled pills on her floor
6 A tiny kindness
Moves from one soul to others
Nicer than COVID
7 activated
standing up
and speaking out
8 an overturned cup –
every cell knows
what’s needed
9 ants
looking for supply . . .
social stomach
10 beggar bird –
breaking bread with him
in the parking lot
11 between
who is right and what is left
conscience
12 black orchids
never get as much water
as white tulips
13 blowing a dandelion
the third world peace
14 calling out all lies to my name
I write a crossed cheque
to self affirmation
15 calling summer night
with frogs and birds orchestra
fucking mosquito
16 coffee break
a crumb
for the sparrow
17 colorful flowers
are dying
hey, gardener, wake up!
18 convincing myself
everything is fine
tree without cherries
19 Courage to dispatch
My misconceptions so they
Stop slithering back.
20 covid lockdown
the click of the wall clock
wasting away
21 Covid stockpiling –
we buy more canned corn
for the food pantry
22 crippled beggar –
sprinting to catch
a city bus
23 crossing
edmund pettus bridge
yoked horses
24 curtain
full of hope
new bride
25 damage control
I pledge to be kind
to myself
26 deep autumn
grandpa avoids stepping
on dry leaves
27 distant hooting –
he leaves the aviary door
ajar
28 divorced dad
my daughter dresses herself
for preschool
29 do
unto
others . . .
30 doing justice
to the disinherited –
the devouring fire
31 doing the right thing –
and yet in that fist of dust
burying my heart, too
32 doing the right thing
is not a covid challenge
self swapped for other
33 domestic violence
she calls the police
for pizza
34 ecology of everyone the essential in us all
35 election day
searching for the fine print
on the ballot paper
36 election day
thumbing ballots
amid all fears
37 ethics
schmethics
the wild
38 first rain of autumn
cardboard house by the river
lonely beats the chill
39 forgetting
all the mirages . . .
sixtieth birthday
40 freed bird
letting her tell
her story
41 from a little hand
the ladybug falls
on aphids
42 further surgery
his mother’s sadness
that he stepped in
43 half of the night
lake ripples rush to land
palm tree breaks
44 heat
in the open
I’m hiding
45 his begging face
swollen with tears
she drops a twenty
46 hunger pangs –
the homeless man
feeds the strays
47 i do
not know
your name
48 I don’t know what’s right –
the woman herself appeared
on the summer road
49 in fourteen lines
a tempest sonneteer
wears his mask
50 in search
of right  owner – bundle
of currency
51 in the shade
of the trees my mind
runs free
52 in the virgin snow
someone wrote with pee –
love
53 last ripening fig
squirrels’ peace offering
after the raid
54 last tree standing –
the woodcutter chooses
heart over head
55 legal lawlessness
slowly stains the pure white gloves
inhuman Earth
56 let it be . . .
swallow nests
empty again
57 letting go
for love
empty nest
58 liquor store –
I pass by
on the other side
59 malpractice
record and admit
testify truthfully
60 marital status . . .
she writes
live-in relationship
61 mowing the lawn
leaving a flower
a butterfly
62 muggy night
under a sweaty mask
we shall overcome ♪♪♪
63 not drinking –
at day’s end
integrity
64 piggy bank –
I paste a tag
‘for sanitary worker’
65 Poet’s death notice:
She always did the right thing
Gift: burnt the bad ones
66 Pooping in the litter box
the cat races around
and goes for a joy run
67 quail eggs
in the abandoned nest –
I withdraw my hand
68 quarantine
we settle
into silence
69 recipes
from around the world
COVID-19 food bank
70 recycling . . .
where did it come from
where will it go
71 refugee camp
a boy sets free a butterfly
caught in barbed wire
72 refugee drowning
my mother slips in and out
of her accent
73 ripe peach –
the flavor of summer
along the elbow
74 rush hour / moving a tortoise / out of the road
75 scarves and mittens . . .
this year she makes masks
for the homeless
76 see(ing) the dumpster
and offer(ing)
better free food
77 Selma bridge
the gates of heaven open
for John Lewis
78 she catches
her brother’s smile
a marrow match
79 she counts the cash
before the wallet’s return . . .
Good Friday
80 she mailed her vote wearing a mask
81 shift of wind –
the first fig
gathered for you
82 shortage of masks
she makes two
out of her bra
83 sick cat
the long scar
on the vet’s arm
84 simple gesture
the smile in the eyes
of a stranger
85 sommer prayer –
also this night the roses
they remain roses
86 stepping aside
to let the old dear pass
only my reflection
87 Striped caterpillars
cross the gravel driveway – stop
if you hope for wings
88 sudden knock at the door
dogs barking, baby crying
food delivery.
89 summer trim
       it’s best to prune
         the rough edges
90 sunspots
full feeling as I watch
the urchin eat
91 sweeping up
shattered glass
out of work
92 teacher throws away
incorrect haiku; with care
he uncrumples it
93 the breadth of oceans
is unbridgeable distance –
we stopped talking
94 the eagle and cat
blood on their claw and tongue
true to who they are
95 the rattle of kibble
into a bowl –
my cat’s meow
96 the right thing here
the wrong thing there –
depending on the weather
97 the way ahead
a spider probes
with one leg
98 this weight
of doing nothing . . .
too much
99 thunder shower . . .
the sound of
cat’s love-making
100 to live hurting no one
101 too close  two eyes in the popcorn bucket
102 trail of ants . . .
my walk becomes
a silly dance
103 turning the car
back home
my forgotten mask
104 voice
in the gloaming . . .
lodestar
105 volunteer rota
mignonette seedlings
dot the rose bed
106 waiting for tomorrow’s
morning glories
bamboo brushes
107 we backtrack
to offer a euro
merci/mercy
108 wearing mask
i hope Covid-19
will avoid me
109 what about love?
bringing understanding
not violence
110 what it is –
divided plants now bloom
in each other’s garden
111 who’s to say
which way she should go
goalkeeping child
112 Wind storm –
Dragonfly looks for space
In my room.
113 witches bend
crooked chimneys
smoking right

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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