Haiku Dialogue - The Haiku Foundation, 2022

old novelist waking up from a dream in a dream

Haiku Dialogue - Family Portraits – Portrait Three

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evening shadows
overshadowing
my evening thoughts

Haiku Dialogue - Literary Devices - repetition/parallelism

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driftwood 

half buried in the sand 

my Achilles’ heel

Published in Haiku Dialogue -Literary Devices - allusion (religious/mythic allusions)

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wind howling
through the knothole
my dead name

Published in Haiku Dialogue -Literary Devices - personification

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sultry day—
the smell of straws
from a scarecrow

Published in Haiku Dialogue -Literary Devices - alliteration

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the thud of 

a fallen apple… 

moving day

Haiku Dialogue - Literary Devices - onomatopoeia

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papercut—
the sharp edge
of his words

Haiku Dialogue - Literary Devices - synecdoche/metonymy

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wedding day—
the motia bracelets
on mom’s hands

Haiku Dialogue - The Language of Flowers - Colour Symbolism

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jasmine qehwa 

i drift from dream 

to dream

Haiku Dialogue - Flora as food and medicine 

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wild orchid— 

how deep is the pain 

of this betrayal

Haiku Dialogue - The Scent of Flowers

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self-healing
I paint my face
with seven colours

Haiku Dialogue - making art

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heart-shaped kite 
the pull of his love 
still not visible

Haiku Dialogue - flying kites

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cobblestone alley 

the juxta puzzle 

of my random thoughts 

Haiku Dialogue - far from crowds

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morning pilgrimage 

each dewdrop carries 

its own sunlight 

Haiku Dialogue - on a pilgrimage

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Himalayan breeze

the aroma of lemongrass
from my qehwa

HAIKU DIALOGUE – Ekphrasti-ku - Hanuman Bearing the Mountaintop with Medicinal Herbs

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in the rubble of war lingering lullabies

HAIKU DIALOGUE – Ekphrasti-ku - In the Realms of the Unreal

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Helios’s betrayal

the quincunx

of sunflower seeds

HAIKU DIALOGUE – Ekphrasi-ku- sunflower seeds 

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globalization—
yet we keep in mind
our own businesses

HAIKU DIALOGUE – Ekphrasi-ku- “Nunavut, Our Land”

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winter equinox

finding the axis
of my shadow

Editor's Comments: 

There is no such thing as a winter equinox, and setting up this seasonal impossibility creates an immediate tension in this poem that will not be remedied. If seasons exist due to the tilt in the global axis, then the poet looks inward, to the seasons that compose herself, her contradictions and impossibilities – her shadow self.

HAIKU DIALOGUE – Ekphrasti-ku, Tree of Hope, Remain Strong

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misguided generations
stack upon one another
their unforgivable sins

Wangechi Mutu
Misguided Little Unforgivable Hierarchies - Ekphrastic

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Hell Courtesan—
each fold of her obi
unfolds sufferings

Hell Courtesan - Ekphrastic
https://www.clevelandart.org/art/1985.268#