Stephen C. Curro

      calm river again, his fishing line caught on a tree * raindrops slide down the window death in the family * thick clouds snowflakes dot my dog’s fur * breaking clouds flower petals pasted to my windshield * Christmas dinner with Mom’s new...

Diane Webster

      lightning flashes everyone stands still * doves balance on telephone wires girls play jump rope * wall of windows carved out of red brick see no evil     Diane Webster’s haiku/senryu have appeared in failed haiku, Kokako, Enchanted...

Deborah Karl-Brandt

      The Peace of Winter With every book I sell, with every piece of clothing I give away, with every one of my old toys I bury deep into the trash bin, I feel a bone deep tiredness creeping into my soul. I know, I know, I have to let go. But please...

Clare Bryden

      [Haiku]    how do I begin? the song of a robin is lost in the telling     Clare Bryden is a writer, artist and consultant based in Exeter. Her interests are wide-ranging, but primarily the place of human beings within the natural...