Creatrix 51 – Haiku

December 2020

Selectors: Coral Carter, Rose van Son, Barry Sanbrook and Gary De Piazzi 

Submissions Manager: Jaya Penelope

Contributors:

Taofeek Ayeyemi

Michael Baeyens

Roberta Beach Jacobson

Rohan Buettel

Alanna C. Burke

Coral Carter

Hemapriya Chellappan

Lysa Collins

Stella Damarjati

Maya Daneva

Gary Colombo De Piazzi

Radostina Dragostinova

Mike Gallagher

Louise Hopewell

Marilyn Humbert

Samo Kreutz

John Low

Mardi May

Mark Miller

Leanne Mumford

Guliz Mutlu

suraj nanu

Jan Napier

Nika

Julian O’Dea

Gregory Piko

Milan Rajkumar

Palle Krishna Rao

Lyn Reeves

Bryan Rickert

Cynthia Rowe

Barry Sanbrook

Manoj Sharma

Silk

Padma Srinivasan

Rajeshwari Srinivasan

Tom Staudt

Mary Stone

Debbie Strange

Roger Watson

Elaine Wilburt

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late sunlight
the bleached bones 
of swamp gums

so tiny
in my cupped palm 
a ladybird

deepening shadows
a currawong
calls the night

Gavin Austin
Sydney, Australia

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emptying itself into itself spring floods

after rain …
the umbrella becomes
a staff

Taofeek Ayeyemi

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winter seaside
a lone dog chases
all the breakers

wild brambleberries
i ignore
the cuts

unable to let go
the old wall
and the ivy

afterwards
her best china
used at last

summer dusk
a white cat gathers
the last light

Michael Baeyens
Geraardsbergen, Belgium

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swans—
Victorian ruffles
and petticoats

too late
to turn back
geese

Roberta Beach Jacobson
Indianola, Iowa, USA

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mobile phone tower
overloaded
with parcels

Rohan Buettel

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a towhee
skates across the birdbath
first frost 

not seeing
what’s before me
star gazing  

campaign rally
dogs join
coyote chorus

Alanna C. Burke
Santa Fe, New Mexico, USA

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Canberra 
hidden by fog
first week of the election

cars stop
for me to cross
in another state 

Ramadan   
slim new moon
we walk to eat

intersection—
a dragonfly crosses 
against the lights

Coral Carter

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shouting 
in capital letters 
online argument

love 
never confessed 
pressed flowers 

dandelion fields …
how you blow things 
out of proportion

Hemapriya Chellappan
Pune, India

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footfalls 
crunch the gravel path—
no dog barks

Lysa Collins

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black cockatoo in the hakea
a tough nut to crack

rosellas devour flowerbuds
colour now
not later

bleached coral frames
silent canaries
stripped of their down

lichen
two lifeforms entwined 
a moonscape on earth 

beneath the creek’s smooth surface 
perch swim to stay still

Natalie Cooke

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paying respect
to fallen soldiers
rising sun

Stella Damarjati, 
Adelaide, Australia.

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dad’s last letter
only a question 
mark

Maya Daneva, Netherlands

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leaves rustle
an open book 
under the tree 

in her eyes
the face inside the face
in the mirror  

Gary Colombo De Piazzi

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a bright juicy apple
full of worms
our marriage 

dense tire tracks
the friendships  
we leave behind 

Radostina Dragostinova

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our prayers choke
the rattling sounds 
from her throat

a direct question
the teacup handle gripped
more closely

Mike Gallagher

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lapping up
the long lockdown
pandemic puppy

Louise Hopewell
Melbourne, Australia

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moonrise
the swell of apples
in the orchard 

grandpa
the tap of his stick
the tilt of his hat

Marilyn Humbert

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Nature is a kind of magic
which must not be neglected

Geraldine Ingram

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rumble of a chainsaw
the fog around it
cut to pieces

Samo Kreutz
Ljubljana, Slovenia

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cloud scraps
drift across the lake— 
barely a ripple  

duck dive— 
measuring absence 
in ripples 

spring shower—
her canvas chair sinks
in the yard 

John Low
Portland NSW Australia

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clothesline
a cabbage moth flirts
with a white peg

Mardi May

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cooking our catch  
from the coals the smoky aroma  
of paperbark 

rush of wings 
in the marsh high grasses 
the bird I didn’t see

Mark Miller

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the woodland path
leads me to a clearing
shakuhachi music

time to savour
a pot of fragrant tea…
working from home

Leanne Mumford
Sydney, Australia

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Hiroshima Day
grandpa uncle grandma aunt
brothers-in-law

equinox
niece brings
new rice

Guliz Mutlu
Turkey

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finding face
with finger tips
—foggy mirror

suraj nanu
India

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mums funeral
a lone crow 
edges closer

Jan Napier

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after Mass
children jumping over
sidewalk cracks

holiday fireworks
war vet and dog retreat
to the basement

waiting his return …
on her windowsill
wishbones

Nika
Calgary, AB, Canada

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the iris
beside the road
marks the spot

spring walk
the dog raises
his tail

deep in her wardrobe
the clothes
of a young woman

Julian O’Dea
Canberra

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country dance the whirl of a willy-willy 

quilter’s yarn 
I don’t take long 
to lose the thread  

star gazing 
all these cherry blossoms 
beneath my feet  

old dog 
I set the bar 
lower 

Gregory Piko 

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powdered neck …
a string of cultured pearls  
plays hide and seek

Milan Rajkumar
Imphal, India

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one by one
crows land on a branch—
daily attendance 

Palle Krishna Rao 
Chennai,India

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condemned cottage 
swallows nest 
on a charred beam 

dog beach
my old mate’s shadow
running free 

Lyn Reeves

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weathered stone
a little rain left
in each divot

pelting rain
one less duckling
than yesterday 

cleaning a hairbrush 
the last bits of us
still entwined

autumn rain
an acorn cap
full of it

the bookends
growing further apart
winter solitude 

Bryan Rickert
Belleville, Illinois USA

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approaching bushfire
my aunt tosses the silver
into the dam 

homeless man
a pigeon lands
on his shoulder 

online schooling
lessons without
boundaries 

Cynthia Rowe

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a coot’s bottom
no decorum
her feet flap

broken twigs
a crack
as I walk

Barry Sanbrook

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home isolation 
stirring In 
the spices 

Manoj Sharma 
Kathmandu, Nepal

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tonight’s news of your passing scent of your favourite cigar 

how even the blue morning spreads across prairie skies

Silk, USA

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Instagram—
influencer’s post
feeds my guilt

Padma Srinivasan
Dundee, Scotland, UK

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first crayons
the little girl makes
a zig zag rainbow 

Rajeshwari Srinivasan
India

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moaning ravens
the only companions
of a scarecrow 

two old men
split a nation into 
blue and red

Tom Staudt

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Grand Final
yellow and black daisies
on my brother’s grave

filling
the dentist talks about
wedding cake

I ponder 
the philosophy of Homer
Simpson

Mary Stone

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candy cane snail
it takes time to earn
your stripes 

unkempt graves
the poppies that once
stood at attention 

the portal
of a wren’s nest
lockdown

Debbie Strange
Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada

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Sunday Mass
blessing myself
with alcohol gel

forty years married
less kama
and more sutra 

Roger Watson

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a haircut and a shave—
seeing but not knowing
the beggar

Elaine Wilburt
Easton, Maryland, US

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