Uproot / #HaikuSeed / Feature

Featuring brilliant haiku written for the #HaikuSeed uproot

under the swelling wave an uprooted tree

new school
in the fall
uprooted again

– Christina Chin, @Christina_haiku

– Tina Mowrey, @tmowtx

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Marsh / #HaikuSeed / Feature

Featuring brilliant haiku written for the #HaikuSeed marsh

first thaw
the backyard ice rink
turns to marsh

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Spring Moon / #HaikuSeed / Feature

Featuring brilliant haiku written for the #HaikuSeed spring moon

empty sky
someone took
the spring moon

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Soup / #HaikuSeed / Feature

Featuring brilliant haiku written for the #HaikuSeed soup

another cold in the lunchbox soup for days

in-law
her spaghetti is
like soup

– Alex Fyffe, @AsurasHaiku

– George Hawkins, @GeorgeH85169860

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Shopfront / #HaikuSeed / Feature

Featuring brilliant haiku written for the #HaikuSeed shopfront

gray sky, cold rain
in the shopfront window,
summer shoes on sale

bullet holes
through the shopfront window

sunday morning Ukraine

@voimaoy

– Paul Engel, @LaughingMonk

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Mountain / #HaikuSeed / Editor’s Garden

The sheer dimensions of mountains means there are a lot of natural and seasonal elements that could be used as a kigo. The terrain of mountains as seasons change, the localized weather around them, the light and shadow play that goes on throughout the day – especially at sunrise and sunset, the flora and fauna, so on.

snow-capped mountain—
wings of sunlight
on either side

I remember wanting to write about birds, maybe snow cranes, flying out from behind a mountain peak at sunset. I played with the idea a little before I realized when the sun goes down directly behind a mountain peak, the mountain’s silhouette breaks the sunlight into slanting columns on either side. So I did away with the birds and lent the wings to the mountain itself. On reflection, this haiku has drifted a little further into romanticism than I’d have let it had I been conscious about it when I was writing.

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