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Last Chance to Vote in the July 2020 THF Monthly Kukai

This month’s theme:
social justice

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 little boy
washed up on foreign shores
. . . all lives matter
2 a river enters a river gender neutral
3 a single drop
slides down her hot cheek
– food bank line
4 another lockdown morning
more new bird songs –
other lives matter
5 arbitrarily,
violation of their rights
a fallen beehive.
6 Big problems to solve
Our plates often piled too high,
Sacrifice required
7 black
white
the shadows between
8 black clouds rolling . . .
the light over the raised hands
above the masked faces
9 bowing together
to the wild wind
leaves of grass
10 branches
open to the sky . . .
oxygen
11 city beggar
the faded tattoo
only skin deep
12 closed poppy
I re-examine
my blind I
13 coloured maid’s lower pay
for not being a white male
did god make us equal ?
14 constantly changing
the migration paths –
passive-aggressive moon
15 cookies and lemonade . . .
children ask us to pay what we can for
Black Lives Matter
16 corona springtime
opens old discrepancies
to new awareness
17 counting the spikes
of his barbed wire tattoo –
so many lost years
18 court room . . .
how white the shirt
of the rapist
19 court room . . .
the new shape
of an old bruise
20 crowded protest . . .
a single child
holds his own hand
21 deprived area
the rubbish bins
overflow
22 double rainbow
she counts out
six shrimp each
23 equal rights:
the same penumbral
lunar eclipse
24 even in full sunlight . . . always too dark
25 falling statues the gravity of conscience
26 feeding the pigeons
off his bread wedge
the beggar in the corner
27 fireworks
legal and not
blaring squad car
28 first day of school
the teacher cuts an apple
into twelve parts
29 five star restaurant –
scribbled on the man’s sign
“Money for food, please”
30 food desert
the last banana
sliced four ways
31 food kitchen
black beans, white rice
served together
32 foodbank
the lines
on her face
33 forgone vows, flesh fuels
hatred of misconstrued truths
burn the past anew
34 free education –
girls get
a new laptop
35 from the hilltop camp
the stuffed chair lands
upside down
36 he ignores them
marching on television
not his problem
37 his eyes
in constant motion
black jogger
38 honour killing
the stuffing spills out
of the tattered doll
39 hot summer nights
the dream that refuses
to let me sleep
40 in the beach’s midday sun
the tourist sweats –
the vendor too
41 in the classroom –
sharing the globe
with a refugee
42 in the colored drawings,
children’s nightmares
Scenes of the “favela”
43 in the holy land
all are welcome
but the oppressed ones
44 inclusiveness
showers of Sinter Klaas peppernuts
everywhere in Holland
45 kohl lined eyes
grandma still can’t see
black is beautiful
46 little boy
carrying his sign
let me live
47 lockdown lifted –
vowing to murder
the cereal browser
48 many people
many races
One family
49 marine layer
     dry coughs from
   the homeless camp
50 marshy land……..
                                       withered teak leaves –
                                       beneath, creeping cobra
51 maybe I need him tomorrow sunbeam in a jar
52 mercy me
everyone deserves
the blue sky
53 misty morning
the babel of office cleaners
at the end of their shift
54 monopoly
no longer counting
the zeroes
55 monsoon shower . . .
my goldfish from a bowl
back to the pond
56 Mountain laurel and
dogwood blooming – bloodstain teardrops on every white petal
57 my fist
old and white but raised
with yours
58 national anthem
a white cop takes a knee
on a black man’s neck
59 nature holds the key
to equal opportunities –
all flowers bloom
60 neurotypical
fragility
autistic lives denied
61 night school the lingering weight of gunny sacks
62 no longer guarding
the defunct statue –
dead-headed iris
63 no sticks or stones
hate graffiti
hits the target
64 not (just) a frozen water: (ice)
65 old man’s blood weeps red
passing badges look away
now the world sees all
66 older cars
filled with all their possessions
         children and dogs
67 on a gator’s back an egret preens midday sun
68 pass the file
midday meals –
compulsory
69 patriot statue
a bronze head
rolls to a stop
70 perennials
how social  change
spans lifetimes
71 Privilege is blind.
Disparity encircles.
Justice is amiss.
72 racism –
the child draws a white rose
with a black pencil
73 rapist challenges
his death sentence
she dies a hundred times each day
74 refugee camp
a family shares
their last injera
75 refugee shelter
a few little boys invoke
all the Marvel heroes
76 removing
a fallen bough
let’s go snail
77 rich or poor
we need to understand
this earth is shared
78 right field
we all view the same game
through the chain link fence
79 seahorse moon
the way he is left
holding the babies
80 She works fifteen hours
on her feet – Starbucks, Walgreens –
and smiles all day long.
81 sidewalk poppies the stains that won’t fade
82 sleep won’t come –
winter rain on the roof
of my car
83 social injustice . . .
the cure must start
with me
84 social justice
in the Eurasian jay’s pupil
twilight
85 social justice
keynote speaker’s talk
shapes the mask
86 social Justice –
through the needle hole
only the elephant
87 songbirds mute
as eyes probe for their nest –
they dare not protest
88 survival technique –
a woman gorging with dogs
from a garbage dump.
89 tears in eyes
the refugee girl wipes
the cloud
90 tending
our
community
garden
Earth
91 the crowding
potted on the deck
black petunias
92 the hateful
alliteration
of the knee is a new noose
93 the homeless man
strokes the poster model
chilling breeze
94 The hot dog vendor.
(Make me one with everything.)
The panhandler.
95 the ICE cream man
handing out
visas
96 the parent bird
feeds each open mouth
enough, so simple
97 through a hole
in the pocket – the narcan
I never used
98 through razor wire
the refugee boy’s
thin shadow
99 thrown out of the palace
by his son –
the land grabber
100 toasting with wine
from the same hand
man and mosquito
101 tribal man
each foot in a puddle
under a scorching sun
102 urban summer
no child should pray
for less thirst
103 voter fraud –
I plead guilty
to impostor syndrome
104 waiting room TV
the protest for social justice
running on mute
105 wheat field
this black child grew up
don’t shoot
106 when weeds
can be proud
to not be roses
to not be weeds
107 white privilege
at the bird feeder
albino squirrel
108 Who made the call
About man walking in peace
Then shot on the back
109 winding river –
bridges are better
than walls
110 Zero Discrimination Day
the broadcast assistant hums
“Black or white”

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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