Short form poetry

  • Progress

    My appreciation to guest editor Allyson Whipple for curating the fantastic issue 97 and including my haibun, “Progress.” The cat chatters in the window, and I read while crows destroy the front lawn.…

  • Tiny Wren

    This morning when the mist disappeared I heard wrestling in the litter under the hedge of dormant rhododendrons, and I thought spring is here. Hear the busy, tiny birds. And I thought of…

  • First Date

    not every encounter will be the one but the one will come from some chance meeting so you show up more aware of yourself than the night before give soothing strokes to your…