Shortlist of Poems: Touchstone Awards 2012
We had a terrific response to our call for submissions to the Touchstone Awards for Individual Poems. The Awards recognize excellence and innovation in English-language haiku and senryu published in juried public venues during each calendar year. To all who participated in the 2012 nomination process, both editors and individual poets, thank you.
After much deliberation, the panel has selected the shortlist of poems that will move on to the final round. Many thanks to the distinguished panelists who devoted their time and care over the past few months—560 poems were nominated!
Award-recipients are selected from the following list. Author names are in alphabetical order:
three or four fingers deep red rose
–Melissa Allen, Frogpond 35:3
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they search for my cervix orchids on the ceiling
–Helen Buckingham, Modern Haiku 43.2
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weeds gone to seed
I lie again
to my mother
–Aubrie Cox, Mayfly 52
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mating dragonflies—
my overuse
of dashes
–Aubrie Cox, Frogpond 35:1
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winding road
for the next eight miles
Coltrane
–Cherie Hunter Day, Modern Haiku 43.1
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egg white
slipping through my fingers
winter sunrise
–Bill Deegan, Frogpond 35:3
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clam dig
the quiet passing
of a sail
–Garry Eaton, The Heron’s Nest, Volume 14
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deeper and deeper into the foxglove dusk
–Lorin Ford, Brunswick, The Heron’s Nest, Volume 14
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“something”
on my mammogram
starless night
–Carolyn Hall, The Heron’s Nest, Volume 14
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autumn colors
the scent
of a match being lit
–Michele L. Harvey, The Heron’s Nest, Volume 14
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autumn days drifting from text to marginalia
–Mark Holloway, Bones no. 1
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on his way
to the hospital
a dark spot on the moon
–Gregory Hopkins, Mayfly 52
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tree stump
my father tells me how
to raise a son
–Gregory Hopkins, A Hundred Gourds 1:3
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first date
the way she pronounces
Van Gogh
–Bill Kenney, Modern Haiku 43.2
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summer heat
the strands of hair not captured
by her braid
–Michael Ketchek, Frogpond 35:2
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discarded monuments the afterlife of shadows
–Anatoly Kudryavitsky, A Hundred Gourds 1:2
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Sprinkling salt a rain
glistens an ease of light
particles it is
–Rebecca Lilly, Roadrunner 12.2
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hesitating until I’m a hummingbird
–Eve Luckring, The Heron’s Nest, Volume 14
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shelter in a lit match
–Eve Luckring, Modern Haiku 43.3
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she stops me
from picking a lemon
—it’s asleep, she says
–pjm, The Heron’s Nest, Volume 14
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planetarium
my child’s grip
starts to loosen
–John McManus, The Heron’s Nest, Volume 14
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the homeless gentleman
a little soft-shoe
in his stride
–Peter Newton, A Hundred Gourds 1:4
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winter night
reaching a page
someone has folded
–Kieran O’Connor, The Heron’s Nest, Volume 14
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all the changes
while we prayed
snow covers the lot
–Dan Schwerin, Modern Haiku 43.1
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her
being
dead
goes
on
–John Stevenson, Acorn 29
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family dinner
siblings feed the elephant
in the room
–Julie Warther, Frogpond 35:1
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Came across this accidentally. Inspirational!
So much moved by your carefully selected haiku. Did enjoy myself and also happy to see my friend Aubrie ‘ku selected here.
Excellent group, congratulations.
Oh wow – some wonderful work! 🙂
It’s an honour to be included in this company. All my thanks to my nominee, whoever you are.
Garry Eaton
This kind of haiku makes me want to improve, improve, improve.
A haiku reader but not a writer, I enjoy the compression in each line.
A haiku reader but not a writer, I enjoy the compression you put into each careful line.
Great poems!
Thank you.
What talent!
How far we’ve come since I joined the conversation (2000).
wow, that’s a good collection there.