M. Kei

    five tanka    bomb threat at the Wal-mart— customers and associates shivering under the autumn sky     kisses like bruises and the dark shadow of memory     waking at my accustomed hour, a dream of rain still damp on the bark of...

A Haibun from Matthew Paul

    The Great Storm So the three of us are sat there like Compo, Foggy and Clegg, on the trunk of a storm-wrenched oak between Gallows Pond and the sugar-maple plantation starting to turn; sharing a joint and genial nonsense. Mike relates what happened when...

Richard Thomas

  Five Haiku   summer air thickens two fruit bats make love under the streetlight     numb about love the honeybee rejects its first flower     first spider on the moon – he on my yellow bathroom wall     Roman arch...

Roberta Beary

    bringing up baby again she falls. but nothing’s broken and she seems okay. still i go a little crazy.  i look around for a nurse. then grab my phone.  the big screen is turned up super loud. as usual.  she tells me to be quiet and points at the...

Leonid Storch

  Haiku     The sun’s a God’s button. Perhaps at some point He’ll come back to pick it up. * * * March.  Birds are singing. I too would like to sit beside them and I’d sing But I’m afraid the branch would break. * * * At midnight when I left, it rained....