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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 tell me, my dear, can you miss a place where you still live? Yes or no?
moving out
before settling in
the hermit crab
Deborah Karl-Brandt, *1981, lives in Sinzig with her husband, two rabbits and numerous books. Her poems have been widely published, earned her some honorable mentions and the 2nd place in the 2021 Pula Film Festival Haiku Contest.
Mona Bedi
Four Haiku * a date with myself inside the fortune cookie a love note * migraine... the storm fails to subside * museum tour my husband lingers at the kamasutra painting * renovation I refuse to remove the pigeon's nest Mona Bedi is...
Cheng Tim Tim
Hi, you. Mouth slightly open to the sight of dandelion: why’d you shove it in? Bitter lion teeth, breathtakingly ticklish, seed in a wrong bed. Cheng Tim Tim is a teacher and a poet born in Hong Kong to a Hokkien family. Her poems have been...
Samo Kreutz
Haiku * small boy under his feet skyscraper shadows * kitchen table at the master's place a tiny spider * evening forest not quite big enough for all the shadows * Samo Kreutz lives in Ljubljana, Slovenia. Besides haiku (which he has...