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\nunder a bloated sun
\nthe smoke of a hundred wildfires
\nand five drops of rain
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on the leaves of an
\nolive tree circle shadows
\nof turkey vulture
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yucca petal
\nthrown upon the sword
\nof its own leaf
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scrub jay
\nso wet it\u2019s mistaken
\nfor a stellar\u2019s
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in the dark of night,
\nunder fishtail fern, an ant
\nwalks across my neck
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from the bridge
\nI touch an egret below
\nwith my hand\u2019s shadow
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\nJustyn Hegreberg is a visual artist and writer based in Portland, Oregon. Their work has been shown in San Francisco, Portland, Seattle, New York, Miami, Helsinki, and in New American Paintings #115. They founded a 252 square inch gallery on the table beside their bed. Bedside Gallery shows small work and publications from artists and writers from around the world.
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SUMMER CYCLE <\/strong> <\/p>\n Vetoed Triple Haiku <\/strong> “And Alan Ginsberg’s back in town talking about god a lot.” Indian summer Cold, November field<\/p>\n Lone dove combs another row<\/p>\n Sorrow, its hunger<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Swifts keep inscribing<\/p>\n An empty, cobalt tablet<\/p>\n With cursive goodbyes<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The past, a molted<\/p>\n Snakeskin that misses itself<\/p>\n Swallowing life whole<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The dawn discovers<\/p>\n Silver, autumn artifacts\u2014<\/p>\n Trilobites of frost<\/p>\n <\/p>\n This emptiness stays,<\/p>\n The way canyons hold shadows<\/p>\n On the brightest day\u2014<\/p>\n <\/p>\n He stepped on the porch<\/p>\n Her heart, a covey of quail<\/p>\n In all directions<\/p>\n <\/p>\n A December mist lifts<\/p>\n Like her chilled breath before him,<\/p>\n Wreath filled with whispers<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Hip-high goldenrod,<\/p>\n Memories of her touches<\/p>\n Brushing against him<\/p>\n <\/p>\n From dark eye shadow<\/p>\n To those sometimes distant moods,<\/p>\n Dusk remembers her <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Don’t imitate me<\/p>\n never simulate half an orange<\/p>\n cut in two<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Even the street lights<\/p>\n seem farther apart \u2013<\/p>\n a rainy May day<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The waxing May moon<\/p>\n sails amid the clouds \u2013 how soon<\/p>\n from new to full<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Afternoon well spent \u2013<\/p>\n watching cherry and plum<\/p>\n blossoms drift in air<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The journey from home<\/p>\n to dojo, one hour by train,<\/p>\n begins with one step<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Spring sprouts clich\u00e9s \u2013<\/p>\n haikuists must dig<\/p>\n deeper furrows<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Finally leaving Sag Harbor,<\/p>\n I smell the rotting mussels<\/p>\n dropped on the road by gulls<\/p>\n <\/p>\n George Held has published more than 150 haiku, several of which have won prizes. His chapbook, Dog Hill Poems<\/em>, his twentieth poetry collection, is forthcoming in 2017. under a bloated sun the smoke of a hundred wildfires and five drops of rain on the leaves of an olive tree circle shadows of turkey vulture yucca petal thrown upon the sword of its own leaf [&hellip<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4856","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4856","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4856"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4856\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5594,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4856\/revisions\/5594"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4856"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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\nMy daughter is eating
\nthe tomatoes I planted
\nnear her daisy patch
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\nA happy garden\u2013
\ncolorful toys on the floor,
\nmy daughter laughing
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\nthe fickle curtains\u2013
\nmy daughter plays peek-a-boo,
\nher life as a moth
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\nBirds in the bath fly
\nto the fence and wait there for
\na thirsty squirrel
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\nCurling smoke, burnt meat,
\nthe drone of lawnmower bees\u2013
\nan ant hill on fire
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\nHot night in autumn\u2013
\nthe world must still be tilted
\ncloser to the sun
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\nThe last tomatoes\u2013
\ngreen, hard, delicious \u2013 ripen
\nby the cold window
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\nJoseph E. Petta is a lifelong resident of Bergen County, NJ, where he grows his daughter and the occasional heirloom tomato. Formerly a librarian at Passaic County Community College, he currently teaches composition, reading, and library research skills at Felician University. He was inspired to write haiku so many years ago by the unadorned imagist poetry of William Carlos Williams.<\/p>\n
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\n— Frank O’Hara<\/p>\n
\nmen\u2019s wilderness rave weekend
\noutside Ukiah\u2026
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\nson proposes — three
\ngenerations including
\ntwo year-old Ben Blaze\u2026
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\nthrough our ecstasy\u2019s
\nsoft afterglow, my boy\u2019s wife
\nbellows a hard, No!
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\nGerard Sarnat\u2019s recently been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. He\u2019s authored four collections: HOMELESS CHRONICLES<\/em> (2010), Disputes<\/em> (2012), 17s <\/em>(2014) and Melting The Ice King<\/em> (2016) which included work published in Gargoyle, Lowestoft, American Journal of Poetry, Main Street Rag, New Delta Review, Tishman Review plus was featured in New Verse News, Songs of Eretz, Avocet, LEVELER, tNY, StepAway, Bywords, Floor Plan. Radius, Foliate Oak, Dark Run, Scarlet Leaf, Good Men Project, Anti-Heroin Chic, Winamop, Poetry Circle, Tipton Review, Creative Truth, Harbor Village, KYSO, Rumblefish <\/em>and Ordinary Madness\u2019<\/em> debut feature sets of new poems. \u201cAmber Of Memory\u201d was the single poem chosen for my 50th college reunion symposium on Bob Dylan; the Harvard Advocate accepted a second plus Oberlin, Brown and other universities in and outside the US accepted concurrent pieces. Mount Analogue selected Sarnat\u2019s sequence, KADDISH FOR THE COUNTRY, for distribution as a pamphlet in Seattle on Inauguration Day 2017 as well as the next morning as part of the Washington DC and nationwide Women\u2019s Marches. In August Failed Haiku presented his work first among over a hundred contributors. For Huffington Post\/other reviews, readings, publications, interviews; visit GerardSarnat.com. Harvard\/Stanford educated, Gerry\u2019s worked in jails, built\/staffed clinics for the marginalized, been a CEO of healthcare organizations and Stanford Medical School professor. Married since 1969, he has three children, four grandkids.
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\nGreg Sellers completed his undergraduate studies in English at Louisiana State University and holds a MFA in Creative Writing from Arizona State University and MLIS from the University of Alabama. His poems have appeared in Poetry, New Letters, Interdisciplinary Humanities, Z\u00f3calo Public Square, Spiritus, The Journal of Wild Culture<\/em> and elsewhere. A recipient of a Ruth Lilly Poetry Fellowship and Mississippi Literary Arts Fellowship, Sellers lives with his family in Vicksburg, Mississippi, where he is the administrative librarian at Hinds Community College.
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\nshe touches me
\nwith her eyes
\na well-meaning alligator
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\nher dress in the wind
\na meadow rolled sheer
\nflattened flowers
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\nwalking into yellow
\ncolour compacting
\negg yolk hardening
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\nmigrating flock
\na nestling forgotten
\nnorthern wind
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\ntattered bird
\nbegs the ground before
\na homeless person
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\na hole widening
\nher chest
\na bird\u2019s nest
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\nCatriona Shine is an Irish writer, living in Norway, where she is also a practicing architect. She writes novels, short stories and Haiku. She was a runner up in the IAFOR Vladimir David\u00e9 Haiku Award 2017 and her Haiku will be published in the coming anthology. That will be her first publication. Her novel-in-progress won the Penfro First Chapter Competition 2016, and was shortlisted in the TLC Pen Factor Writing Competition 2016. She is represented by Laetitia Rutherford of Watson Little in London.<\/p>\n
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\nA retired Queens College professor, Held was a Fulbright lecturer in Czechoslovakia for three years and now serves on the executive board of The South Fork Natural History Museum, in Bridgehampton. His poems, stories, translations, and book reviews have appeared widely, in such places as Commonweal, Confrontation, New York Quarterly, 5AM and The Notre Dame Review.<\/em> Garrison Keillor read one of Helds\u2019s poems on NPR. An eight-time Pushcart Prize nominee, Held has had poems included in over three dozen anthologies. His twentieth collection of poems is Neighbors: The Water Critters<\/em> (Filsinger & Co., 2015). geoheld7@gmail.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"