Louise Hopewell

      * dry gully not the friend I thought you were * the boss says it’s optional yellow-bellied blacksnake * crumpled sleeping bag the rippled reflection of a freeway pylon * Lovers’ Bay a single set of seagull prints * trampled daffodil the long...

Lavana Kray

    Lavana Kray is from Romania. She has won several awards, including the status of  Master Haiga Artist, from the World Haiku Association. Her work  has been published in many print and online journals.  Currently she is the editor for Cattails Haiga works...

William Keckler

      hugging mother’s urn inner child steps over sidewalk cracks       * first grey hairs he stands on his hands before making love         * pew pew some homely holiness aims at us          * talking to a snake we discover just skin shed skin...

Lavana Kray

      Lavana Kray is from Iasi – Romania. She has won several awards, including the status of  Master Haiga Artist, from the World Haiku Association. Her work  has been published in many print and online journals.  Currently she is the editor for...

Sonam Chhoki

    * pressed in my diary the guava blossom you picked has lost its fragrance * rain-soaked scent of pine duff I still walk our favourite slope to watch paddy ripening in the fields * heads thrown back a pair of black-necked cranes fling their call to the...

Tony Burfield

      Rutted The sabbath, I pray to the cliffs. The Button Rock Hermit chants somewhere back in the pines. There is wind over everything, even the far highway roar. Our complicity sinks heart, sinks bone. I shift from reverse to first and bounce down...