Hello, and welcome to The Haiku Mixer! Come in, hang up your coat, and grab a drink (1). Out back, there are several walking paths through the tall grass (2) and morning glories (3) that lead to the koi pond…
Matt Cariello — deducing a negative charge against a man's behaviour
Mark Gilbert elaborates. Frog or toad? — we can't be sure
Mark Gilbert - a Kerouac haiku still fresh and raw, but out of fashion
Mark Gilbert uncovers the instinctive.
Mark Gilbert finds chilling relevance.
For Radhamani Sarma, the sacred and profane intersect.
Radhamani Sarma envisions a world beyond.
Mark Gilbert senses an inkling of hope.
Welcome to re:Virals, The Haiku Foundation’s weekly poem commentary feature on some of the finest haiku ever written in English. This week’s poem was: winter fog / an old man turns back / into a tree — John McManus, The Heron’s Nest, Volume XIV:4. Rich Schilling finds more questions than answers:
Mark Gilbert gets geometrical.
Mark Gilbert bears witness.
Mark Gilbert gets sonic.
Mark Gilbert goes by the book.
What to make of octopi . . .
Garry Eaton gets environmental.
Scott Mason chips in.
Lucy Whitehead leans into the liminal.