Volume 41.2
Summer 2010




Favorite haiku of the winter-spring 2010 issue:

everywhere you touch is yes     cherry blossoms

S . B . Friedman

Favorite senryu of the winter-spring 2010 issue:

sunrise ...
at the end of a leash
I’m chasing seagulls

Anne LB Davidson

Favorite haibun of the winter-spring 2010 issue:

Self Surrender

                        fireflies avoiding
                        my fingers

we eat lunch at a drugstore counter near the courthouse and he buys a paperback book that he hopes to take with him and we walk east to the fortress within which somehow live and breathe the ill conceived the unfortunates the police the prosecutors the guards the unthinkable the mummified and we climb stone stairs into the stone walled waiting area where we stand because we cannot sit and we cannot speak and him now with no choice but to go on into this tomb and to leave me returning to the street alone and he cannot make himself go and so police wearing plain clothes come out and take his arms and lead him to the gate and unthinkingly I call to him the three men turn and I salute him us our future lost and he says only yes and a guard opens the doorway wired to a metal detector and he walks through it

                        how far does
                        a star fall
                        in the night sky

by Carol Pearce-Worthington



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