It’s hard to believe the last time I posted was in June. Where did the summer go?
I’ve been steadily writing and submitting, and have even had a number of new haiku published. Three new poems have appeared in the haiku column A Sense of Place edited by kjmunro for The Haiku Foundation. Those familiar with my haiku know that place has always been important to me, and the writing prompts for A Sense of Place have been fun to attempt. One prompt asked to explore the sense of taste at the shore, and I came up with this:
surging waves . . .
of her tan lines
The prompts are currently set in the mountains, and I wrote this for the sense of hearing:
logging trucks . . .
loses its voice
and this, for the sense of taste:
the taste of what can’t be scraped
from the kettle
Recently, I published for the first time in The Cicada’s Cry, a micro-zine of haiku published in Delaware and edited by JM Reinbold:
each fence post
a pulpit . . .
I also published a new one in the September issue of The Heron’s Nest:
a collie’s bark . . .
last of the winter clouds
Issue #40 of Shamrock Haiku Journal out of Ireland just published another of mine:
a crow with more
than a thing or two to say
And on the horizon, one haiku in the Fall issue of Frogpond, one in the Fall issue of Acorn, and four in the winter issue of Akitsu Quarterly.
Thank you to the editors of the publications above.
All poems copyright Chad Lee Robinson.