We Love Haiku!

illustrated by Danielle Van Vooren and Adria Zessis
also in this issue:

We Love Haiku!
Oh goodness is this a lot of haiku!
by various
illustrated by Danielle Van Vooren and Adria Zessis

A Factory Sunrise
The current political state in Japan, as told with robots and hot dogs
by Jon Siegel

Little and Sad
Suggestive, no?
by Matthew Allain
illustrated by Tom Young

Occupying the Low Place
Yeah, like you'd want someone to judge you by YOUR job
by Ben Gould
illustrated by Nayiri Krikorian

For Ishtar
Hmm, IS love comparable to time in prison? But in a GOOD way? Hmm...
by Raymond Wachter

After Dave's body turned on itself
Man, all I can say is, sometimes life is kinda complicated
by Marcella Hammer
illustrated by Robert Burch

Haiku Painting
Just what it sounds like, my friend
by Mike Briggs

Three Haikus for Horn and Violoncello
Ever wonder what a haiku would sound like, if recited by musical instruments?
by Jason Huffman

I still dream about
you because it's the softest
thing I can sleep on
--Audbon Dougherty

                                               

J.D Salinger
wrote haikus through character
Seymour Glass, deceased.
--Danielle Van Vooren

                                               

sleepy time for kitty cats
scared of mice and rats
going to buy some poison
--Greta Pedersen

                                               

Bonsai
Mother gave me roots
But not too deep; clipped my branches
To the shape she chose.
--Jonathan Aibel

                                               

mice mice mice get out
I know you have your own lives
live it some where else
--Greta Pedersen

                                               

Longing
Oh, to be elsewhere --
Hong Kong Wien Buenos Aires --
There's no magic here.
--Nayiri Krikorian

                                               

Morning hangover,
blood in my urine and stool.
Night comes to imbibe
--Frank Remnick

                                               

If I could chose to
Float or fly, I would chose to
Float, or would I fly?
--Gloria Pedersen

                                               

I lifted up my
Mattress only to find a
Smashed jar of grape jelly.
--Gloria Pedersen

                                               

Keep your eyes open
See what is meant to be seen
Take a look around
--Greg Hoppe

                                               



This water tastes bad
Didnt know that could happen
Water has a taste?
--Grace Pedersen





                                               

Students are silent
You can only hear one thing
Clicking of keyboards
--Grace Pedersen

                                               

If I Were Braver Than I Am I Would Dedicate This To You
You never knew but
I was in love with you once.
Still, I think on it.
--Nayiri Krikorian

                                               



smoking cigarettes
fumigates musty odors
from thrift store jackets.
--Mark Simon















                                               

Squirrel
Squirrel on the road,
upside down, dead, mouth agape,
one paw curving in.
--Ben Guaraldi

                                               

yes haiku is good
I would write it if I could
guess I did, who knew?
--John Pedersen

                                               

I built a wood fence
prickly pointy tips that poke
sit on it with me
--Maj-Britt Pedersen

                                               

Squirrel II
The same dead squirrel
on the city street, now his
fur matted by rain.
--Ben Guaraldi

                                               

I Hate the Tea Lounge

breast-feeding your child
at five years old in public
gives us all issues.

please please don't put your
dirty feet on the couch and
ohm. i might punch you.
--Georg Pedersen

                                               

utilize talents
life is an experience
i dig waterslides
--Maj-Britt Pedersen

                                               

Sin and politics
crush souls, bend minds and
leave babies dead
--Cecilia Pedersen

                                               

Climb that ladder
what's over there is nothing
I can't look down on
--Cecilia Pedersen

                                               

Oprah
Diamond pinky ring
Glistening like a beacon,
Tell us who we are...
--Jen Heller

                                               

Telegraph Hill
Parrots, clever birds,
winging their way across town,
turning the sky green.
--Nayiri Krikorian

                                               

It should be spoken in CHRISTOPHER WALKEN style
I gotta tell ya
The Sun... it's bright... in my eyes
Where's... my sunGLASSes?
--Wes Reid & Amanda Carlos

                                               


Eucalyptus tree
Grows celadon feathers and
dreams at night of flight
--Suzanne Barnes

                                               

Katrina
The apocalypse
Comes to those who believe it.
Red States must be glad.
--Chad Parenteau

                                               

America's New Optimism
Somewhere in Iraq,
there's an armless child who longs
to give us "thumbs up."
--Chad Parenteau

                                               

Water
Then the wail in zip siren--
In the autumn pond, plane tree leaves,
forming a brown, green, molding quilt.
--William Bain

                                               

Paws
On the flat varnished surface
cats paws pull up, echoed off
the coast, wailing skyward--
--William Bain

                                               

I'm real good at this
I can count to five and then
I count to seven
--Greta Pedersen

                                               

Bush has made me sad
Pick up a copy of Round
Smile breaks Face of Sun
-- Abel Henry

                                               

i am hot and cold
you are my lukewarm at best
but i need shocking
--Ava Pedersen

                                               

silence is the sound
your life makes when you've really
done nothing with it.
--Audbon Dougherty

                                               



New York Pace of Life
No time for sonnets! Haiku?
Short, quick, back to work.
--Gideon Levy





                                               

awake early morn
forget what I'm working for
success won't leave me
--Noelle Pedersen

                                               

he was here for me
i thought i had some control
now my brow furrows
--Ava Pedersen

                                               

hai-ku! excuse me.
i must have sneezed. or was that
asian poetry?
--Nate Gibson