a journey

Thank you Marietta McGregor for including my poem this week and for the inspirational theme of pilgrimage...

https://thehaikufoundation.org/haiku-dialogue-finding.../

 

Two poems in "Presence", Issue 72, March 2022

Delighted to have two haiku in the most recent issue of Presence--and to find compelling work of many friends also included.

pushing it out of the way snowdrops

kindling in the hearth

we both reach

for the match

~Lorraine A Padden

 

dew

Thank you Marietta McGregor for including my poem in the Haiku Foundation Dialogue just out today.
Congrats to all the many fine haiku writers featured this week.

https://thehaikufoundation.org/haiku-dialogue-finding.../

loosening brush strokes

Delighted to have this poem included in The Haiku Foundation's weekly Haiku Dialogue: Finding Peace and Contemplation in quiet spaces...a gallery. The prompt for this invitation included a photo of a gallery at the Sterling and Francine Clark Art Institute in Massachusetts which is affiliated with the Williams College Graduate Program in the History of Art where I received my MA. One of Edouard Manet's still life paintings completed just months before he died is part of the Clark collection--Moss Roses in a Vase--and it inspired this poem:

loosening brush strokes still life in the vase


Published at the The Haiku Foundation

last call

Happy to have this one land in Modern Haiku. This wasn't last night because you know, daylight savings and all....


last call

a hint of lysol

in the chardonnay
 

published in: Modern Haiku 53.1 Winter-Spring 2022

The Beaten Path

Thank you so much Ian Storr for including this haibun in Presence 71. Grateful to share the page with such wonderful work.

The Beaten Path

It’s after 7pm and the heat’s finally dissipated enough to consider taking a jog around the Basilica of San Giovanni. In August the air quality isn’t too bad since most Romans drive their diesel out of the city for a few weeks of polluting elsewhere. So I lace up my sneakers and head out.

Stations of the Cross

Pausing at a light, a white electric Fiat pulls up next to me. The driver gets out and waves, saying something about a man he saw following me for the last few blocks. The walk sign is on but I’m still on the curb trying to understand the driver's thick regional dialect. 

after each stop

I ask where the man is now and he points down the street behind us. The driver steps onto the sidewalk. He says I need to be careful. He offers to give me a ride home. 

a candle blown out

 

~Lorraine A Padden

RBG

Honoring Women's History Month, I am thrilled to have this poem in the March issue of brass bell:

RBG
the outspoken pattern
of a lace collar

Thank you Zee Zahava and congratulations to all featured poets!

brass bell: a haiku journal