Poetry Month #6: Haibun by Angelee Deodhar

Haibun:The messenger

Predawn dark . . . unable to sleep, I open the door and step out on to the lawn, look around the potted plants and suddenly see one pure white flower in full bloom. I marvel at its perfection and touch its petals gently . . . then I come inside and read about it.
I go outside again and photograph it to send it by email to a friend half way across the world . . . .

weaving into
that relationship once more—
one frayed thread
Author’s Note: The white hibiscus a perennial with healing properties is a symbol of divinity, innocence, purity and royal beauty. In Japanese hanakotoba, the hibiscus means “gentle” and it can be given to more or less anyone simply as a nice present, there are no strong emotions or questions of relationships attached to it.
 Previously published in :Haibun Today  Volume 8, Number 1, March 2014

Haiku North America Conference!

March 30, 2017

Greetings for spring 2017!

With the coming of spring, if you’re like me, you’re starting to dream about which haiku or poetry meetings in 2017 you will take in.

May I humbly suggest that Haiku North America 2017 in Santa Fe, September 13–17, 2017, should be the top of your list?! HNA is an international gathering of poets and specialists. It has been taking place every other year since 1991, but his is the first time HNA has come to the Southwest. We’re are keen to make this the biggest and best conference yet and want to make sure poets from New Mexico and neighboring states show up in force.

HNA planning proceeds apace. For our gathering we have booked a whole venue, the Santa Fe Hotel, Hacienda & Spa, in downtown Santa Fe, just a few blocks from the historic Plaza, galleries, museums, and world-class shopping. This is a first-rate hotel featuring Southwest architecture and décor and is owned by Picurís Pueblo. You can take a virtual tour online by clicking here and find out details of the hotel’s amenities, special conference rates, etc., at the link on the HNA 2017 website here.

A full four-day program of formal presentations, panel discussions, workshops, demonstrations, readings, and performances is being assembled. There will be plenty of activities targeted for beginners and much to engage seasoned haijin. Themes for HNA 2017 have a New Mexican tilt: “earthtones,” intended to reflect the sounds and colors of the great Southwest; and the haiku traditions of diverse North American cultures: Native American, Mexican, French Canadian, and African American. The program is filling up fast (see the presentations lined up so far on the HNA website here), but there’s still a few open slots, so let us know if you have a presentation idea for us to consider.

Lots more information about other conference activities, post-conference tours, and Tanka Sunday, as well as conference and hotel registration forms, is accessible on the HNA 2017 website.

So, isn’t it time to engage in some winter dreaming and start making your plans to join us in Santa Fe in September! Let us know if you have any questions. And spread the word!

Sondra J. Byrnes, Cynthia Henderson, Miriam Sagan,
Charles Trumbull, & Scott Wiggerman —
the HNA 2017 Organizing Committee

A Visit to the NM Museum of Fine Art

the collagist’s
silver gelatin self-portrait—
a pair of scissors


(I first saw Rodchenko, the Russian constructivist mentioned above, on a pale winter day in Iceland. The image is from his archive.)

a few notes between
sleep and waking, memory
of my father


Agnes Pelton, Awakening (Memory of Father), 1943, oil on canvas.

eggs, toast
how many cafes and
cups of coffee

the plaza
has changed so much, so little
over the years
crossing it under snow, I
feel the same about myself

Beam Walking By Bill Waters

When I was little, I asked my brother what was in the attic. “Nothing,” he said, and added that you had to keep your feet on the beams or you’d fall through the ceiling.
The only beams I knew of were sunbeams, which filtered through the air vents on each side of the house. I wondered how they enabled you to walk without falling through, and I worried about what would happen if the sun went behind a cloud while you were standing on them.
don’t look down!
this high-wire act
called life

Haiku by Alvaro Cardona-Hine & Barbara McCauley Cardona

Haiku by Alvaro Cardona-Hine:

looking at the moon
suddenly remembering
to look at the moon

you hear frogs like that
in bucket after bucket
of utter darkness

her golden urine
all over the squash blossoms
the runaway goat

I hug the children
and one in the bunch laughs out
hearing my heart beat

the way you smiled
told me you had been eating
my sunflower seeds

on the shore a man
on the lake an animal
this happens to us

the ground has frozen
that impossible embrace
under the gravestones

shoes so dear to me
they all but take a few steps
in my direction


I own three exquisite paintings by Alvaro–my favorite was a gift on the birth of my daughter.




Haiku by Barbara McCauley Cardona:

the cat   the two dogs
and me   sitting in this room
I wait/ they don’t

after the party
shaking out the tablecloth
rice against the snow

apples and moonlight
oh what I wouldn’t give you
if you’d only ask

its feathers gusting
a raven on the fence post
sits out the high winds

under a full moon
the tin roofs of the village
dissolve into sky

bottom shelf    way back
making a life of their own
some old potatoes

Art by Barbara–




Find more of Barbara’s–and Alvaro’s–visual art–at http://www.cardonahinegallery.com/

In memory–Alvaro Cardoa-Hine

Four Winter Haiku by Mary Kendall

night snow
boughs dreaming
of first blossoms
fog filled woods~
even the winter moon
has lost its way
a winter walk
tell no tales
the blue moon
silently closes the door
upon the year


First published Poets Online
© 2009 Mary Kendall

Later used as lyrics in “Winter Moon” by Paul Carey, a piece for women’s chorus in 2011.

(Posted on her blog, A Poet in Time, 2015, http://www.apoetintime.com)