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Per Diem/Haiku of the Day for October 2022: Haunting

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Per Diem/Haiku of the Day for October 2022 features Guest Editor Kath Abela Wilson’s collection on the theme of Haunting. This is what Kath Abela has to say by way of introduction to this theme:

These are the moments that we remember… when life opens
wider and shows us its mysterious, subtle, alluring essence.
We shiver when we experience these times when the bottom falls out
of the ordinary and we become aware of the extraordinary power of
intuitive insight. Call them moments of enlightenment, epiphanies?
Here, thanks to these wonderful poets, the wonder of haiku holds
the power and lets it haunt us over and over again.

—Kath Abela Wilson

 

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  1. Hi Kath Abela! Love your intriguing and inspiring introduction. Warm regards😘

    1. Dear Didimay! Thank you for taking time to read my introduction and feel this theme! I have learned and felt life’s haunting moments deeply in discovering each of these haiku.

  2. Thrilled to be opening this feature with my haiku! 🙂

    house clearance
    room by room by room
    my mother disappears

    Alan Summers

    Winner, Touchstone Award 2016 (The Haiku Foundation)
    Shortlisted: Museum of Haiku Literature, Tokyo, Japan
    First Publication Credit: Blithe Spirit 26.1 (March 2016)

    Anthology Credits:
    The Signature Haiku Anthology ed. Robert Epstein (Middle Island Press 2020)

    2018 Haiku Canada Members’ Anthology / L’anthologie 2018
    des membres de Haïku Canada ed. Marco Fraticelli and Philomene Kocher

    old song: The Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku 2017
    ed. Jim Kacian/Red Moon Press Editorial Staff

    thank you Kath Abela! 🙂

    1. Thank you Alan! Your haiku opens up the space in my mind that resonates with the loss of my own precious mother. You take the time and care to open the space gradually with repetition. We all feel this,, and the chill of emptiness and recognition.

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