Sunday, May 1, 2016

small things

Welcome to the May 2016 issue of brass bell: a haiku journal.

This month's theme is Small Things.

Contributors are from: Argentina, Australia, Brazil, Bulgaria, Canada, Croatia, Denmark, England, Ghana, India, Ireland, Japan, Philippines, Poland, Romania, Scotland, Switzerland, Tunisia, Ukraine, and the United States



first sail
inside his paper boat
the weight of water
    - Adjei Agyei-Baah

years ago born on a short street
    - Alan Bern

the teddy bear
and a change of clothes
I plan a journey
    - Alan Summers

crashing waves . . .
a small crab still having fun
beside the pebbles
    - Ali Znaidi

rusty fishhooks —
I still carry with me 
dad's wooden box
    - Amauri Solon

new born's cry full moon
    - Ana Drobot

finally together . . .
family reunion
in dollhouse
    - Anna Goluba

thinking about you
I crack open
a walnut
    - Anna Mazurkiewicz

the ecstasy
of butterflies
upon milkweed
    - ayaz daryl nielsen

earthquake swarm —
cherry blossoms and others
tremble
    - Barbara Hay

pointillism — I follow the dots
    - Barbara Tate

square by square
by square, the beetle
scaling the screen
    - Bill Waters

hometown visit father's untrimmed bonsai
    - Billy Antonio

making wishes
the first star tonight
and dandelion fluff
    - Brenda Roberts

mermaid tooth!
child holds up
a seashell piece
    - Caroline Skanne

tiny mice
nibblers and chewers
of new parsley
    - Chandler Hennessy Scott-Smith

bacon sizzling . . .
I whisper those three words
in her right ear
    - Chen-ou Liu

marching beside
the boy scouts . . .
a line of ants
    - Cliff "kawazu" Roberts

every morning —
my cat shows me
the way to the kitchen
    - Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

spiderweb
I brush aside her
little traps
    - Dave Read

white berries
by the picket fence
freshly painted
    - David J. Kelly

dust motes
drift between sunbeams
your last letter
    - Debbie Strange

rolled-up sleeves
button holes shrink
with age
    - Dottie Piet

unfinished patchwork
my eye cannot see
the eye of a needle
    - Đurđa Vukelić Rožić

a hummingbird nest —
hibiscus leaves conceal
two eggs
    - Elena Malec

the morning’s promise:
every day is new
every day is the same
    - Frank Robinson

black-and-white memory
the bridge of my first
kiss
    - Gergana Yaninska

the huge black bee
comes back in the window
I didn't close
    - Glenn Ingersoll

undulating
underthestairs
flyingants
    - Helen Buckingham

in blue
small things bloom . . .
forget-me-not
    - Hideo Suzuki

cold water on an african violet ghosts bloom
    - Jan Benson

sparks
from the bonfire . . .
cicada song
    - Jo Balistreri

amazing how many stars fit inside my windowpane
    - Joan McNerney

pine trees a layer of used needles
    - Joann Grisetti

bite my lips in the car a wasp
    - Joanna M. Weston

one candle —
the beginning
of understanding
    - Karen O'Leary

hemlock and cedar
needles soften each footfall:
stealth in the forest
    - Karla Linn Merrifield

awake all night
the flower
in my hair
    - Kath Abela Wilson

invisible mystery the perfume of the sea
    - Katherine May

one tiny green shoot
bathed by a drizzly sky
cucumber to be
    - Katya Sabaroff Taylor

engagement ring —
opening and closing
the little box
    - Krzysztof Kokot

narrow passage —
moon squeezes
between the clouds
    - Kumarendra Mallick

scattered showers
i too jump around
the puddles
    - Lovette Carter

last year's nest
I'll never
know
    - Margaret Jones

first day of school —
the girl hides her doll
in a satchel
    - Maria Tirenescu

fruit flies
circling the peach
soft bruises
    - Marianne Paul

damselfly . . .
this rain puddle
your universe
    - Mark E. Brager

old wardrobe
in grandma's purse
casino chip
    - Marta Chocilowska

preschool graduation
a yellow monarch
flies ahead of us
    - Mary Hohlman

bell flowers —
silence deep
inside
    - Mary Kendall

counting syllables
I haven’t heard a word
you’ve said   
    - Miriam Sagan

snowglobe hopefully I can dance tonight
    - Nicholas Klacsanzky

a dent in the pillow — memory
    - Nina Kovačić

last blackbird song
before nightfall
over-steeping tea
    - Olivier Schopfer

fast whir as if the drone of a didgeridoo tiny hummingbird
    - Pat Geyer

these are things I need:
cat food, carrots, cream, coffee
things that start with "C"
    - Patti Witten

two wasps
in the pet shop window
are they for sale?
    - philip d noble

overnight
six edible mushrooms
break ground
    - Phyllis Lee

meditation hall —
the falling nail reveals
deep silence
    - Pravat Kumar Padhy

pins on a map
that long shadow
of memory
    - Raamesh Gowri Raghavan

old notebook
only the shadow
of a poem
    - Rachel Sutcliffe

today the bud
at the end of the gray twig
whispers red maple
    - Ron Scully

broken mirror
my face carefully
collected
    - Rosa Clement

it ends
with a ladybug
moonlit poem
    - Sandi Pray

eucalypt seed
the forest
held in my hand
    - Simon Hanson

her gossip
how the dust motes
rise and resettle
    - Sondra Byrnes

on this page
green blood —
crushed gnat wing
    - Stephen Page

pomegranate seed
on the tip of my tongue
an apology
    - Theresa A. Cancro

river riffles
a tiny bullhead
goes with the flow
    - Tim Gardiner

setting sun
geese rising from
the still lake
    - Vibeke Laier

lilies of the valley gather in their cups morning dew
    - Virginia Popescu

stretching my ears
I listen for your breath
coming from upstairs
    - Zee Zahava


With thanks to Yu Chang, whose haiku collection "Small Things Make Me Laugh" provided inspiration for this month's theme.

9 comments:

  1. Brilliant theme and this collection of haiku! Thank you so much, Zee for including my small thing into it :)

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  2. Such fun. Enjoyed each and every one. Hope you have a great summer--looking forward to the fall.

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  3. Thank you, Zee. How beautiful can diversity be!

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  4. Thank you, Zee. How beautiful can diversity be!

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  5. small things, big beautiful bang! Thanks Zee for the inclusion my childhood experience haiku of sailing a boat for the first time

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  6. Great set, and I love the themes that Brass Bell deliver!

    warm regards,

    Alan

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  7. Thank you everyone for these dear comments, I'm so glad you are enjoying this issue.

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  8. Dear Zee,

    What a collection of wonderful haiku! Congratulations to all the contributors. It is such a joy to share in your beautiful journal. I was great reading the diversity of "small things" artists chose to share in their creative moments. Thank you so much, Zee, for bringing so many writers together. Wishing you ongoing success.

    Blessings and best wishes,
    Karen

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