Today, 17th April 2020, we are celebrating International Haiku Poetry Day by holding a String on the theme of ‘Solitude’. By sharing our haiku we can connect with each other, even in these days of social distancing, self-isolation and working and studying from home.
So that international poets may take part, the String will remain open until Sunday,19th AEST.
AHS invites you to share with us your original, previously unpublished haiku or senryu on the theme of Solitude. We invite you to explore a multiplicity of ideas on this theme without necessarily using the word ‘solitude’.
The haiku should be linked by the subject of Solitude. It is not necessary for each haiku to relate to the one before it.
Haiku String – Instructions
- Please contribute up to three of your best previously unpublished haiku or senryu.
- Haiku should be posted in the comment box at the end of the post.
- Each poem posted must be original work by the poet making the post. Please include your name below each haiku as you wish it to appear.
Posting your work in the AHS International Haiku String 2020 assumes the following:
Copyright of each haiku remains with the author. We request nonexclusive permission to publish your work on AHS website and to republish it in any future online collections on the AHS website.
adding
to my loneliness –
falling leaves
Rob Scott

Birthe Aela Faarvang
Countries shut down
Corona spreads horror
Death without mercy
The bells are ringing
Survivors mourn
Tears running
The coffin is lowered down
The anxiety, I’m next
Life must go on
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#1
days wasted in bed
my feet haven’t touched the ground
this is solitude
-thatkhakigirl
#2
i hear your laughter
through our shared walls and i smile
from six feet away
– thatkhakigirl
#3
my phone greets me with
zero notifications
every damn morning
– thatkhakigirl
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My neighbour
becomes annoying
I wish him to hell
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Watching an ambulence
in front of my neigbour`s door
quarantine’s end
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silencing the din
of TV voices—pandemic
news news news
finding the scissors
my late husband used—
I trim my own bangs
online birthday party—
I blow out virtual candles
on my virtual cake
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aloneness . . .
one star pokes a hole
in the night
.
Debbie Strange (Canada)
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Happy IHPD, as we write our way through these dark times. Shine on!
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death poem
I keep my half empty glass
out of sight
(Elisa Theriana)
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lining up
cicada’s shells
covid spring
(Elisa Theriana)
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