between stalks of sea thrift evening sun
Wales Haiku Journal, Autumn 2018, ed. Paul Chambers
Author: Caroline Skanne
2 haiku in ‘Presence’ #61
new butterfly
its shadow stumbles
into mine
a pebble
sinks into its silence
river dusk
Presence #61, edited by Ian Storr, Matthew Paul, Alison Williams
a one-liner in ‘Frogpond’ 41.2
bluebell woods you left too early
Frogpond, 41.2, ed. Michael Ketchek
modern haiku 49.2
leggy icicle
answering a question
with a question
Modern Haiku, 49.2, ed. Paul Miller
two haiku in Kō
in one breath
a feather lands
on its shadow
.
summer sun
a fly walks down
the dandelion’s stem
Kō, Spring 2018, ed. Kōko Katō
a poem on tinywords today
tilting my head
to see the rainbow
in a spider’s web
tinywords, ISSUE 18.1, ed. Peter Newton
http://tinywords.com/2018/04/17/26730/
work published in the brand new ‘Wales Haiku Journal’
orb weaver
floats a line
on the wind
.
beachcombing
a cracked inkwell
filled with mud
.
end of summer
the smell of neoprene
drying
.
father’s day
a chair left under
the cherry tree
.
a redshank’s echo skims the river moon
Wales Haiku Journal, Spring 2018, ed. Paul Chambers
3 haiku in Akitsu Quarterly
when no one is looking tree hugger
.
a hare’s shape
tucked close
to earth
.
forest clearing the woodpecker’s echo
.
Akitsu Quarterly, Spring 2018, ed. Robin White
International Women’s Haiku Festival, 2018
Observations of a child at play and an exploration of the wounds that haunt us find voice in two beautiful haiku by Caroline Skanne.
a child hums . . .
adding more blue
to the summer sky
This haiku captures a beautiful moment of contentment and creativity in all its simplicity and wonder. A child paints a picture of a warm summer day, happily humming along. And just when you think this moment could not be more perfect, the child, in the full power of his innocence, makes the sky a deeper, truer blue, placing his handiwork, and even himself, firmly in connection with nature. The poem is written with almost journalistic detachment, as though by a parent observing her child at play, but the warmth of the scene itself fills the heart with joy.
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twisted hazel
so many secrets
so many scars
How easy it is in this life for things to go off course. An old wound, a deeply hidden shame can send everything askew, for fear of stirring up more pain. Once things are off the rails, can they ever be set straight? Is it possible to find true healing and total freedom from what hurts and haunts us? Even a scar is a reminder of what went wrong. But, even though the “twisted hazel” in this poem is a reminder of the things that just didn’t go right, it’s also a symbol of a living thing, continually growing in unexpected ways.
Inner Voices: the International Women’s Haiku Festival, ed. Jennifer Hambrick,
Caroline Skanne 