The Australian Haiku Society welcomes contributions from haiku poets worldwide to the Autumn Equinox Haiku String.
We will be holding this Haiku String during the day of the Southern Hemisphere Autumn Equinox, occurring in Australia this year on Saturday, 20th March, 2021. The String will remain open for contributions until Sunday 28th March to accommodate international poets who may wish to take part.
The Haiku String has now closed. Thank you to all the poets and please enjoy the contributions.
Haiku String – Instructions
The AHS invites you to share with us your original, previously unpublished haiku or senryu on the theme of Life’s Journey. We invite you to explore a multiplicity of ideas in the String without necessarily using the term life’s journey, though you may if you wish.
The haiku will be linked by the subject of Life’s Journey. It is not necessary for each haiku to relate to the one before it.
1.Please contribute up to three of your best previously unpublished haiku or senryu.
2.Haiku should be posted in the comment box at the end of the post.
3.Each poem posted must be original work by the poet making the post. Please include your name below as you wish it to appear.
Posting your work in the AHS Autumn Equinox String 2021 assumes the following:
Copyright of each haiku remains with the author. We request nonexclusive permission to publish your work on the AHS website and to republish it online at any future time.
autumn leaves…
reconsidering
the path I’ve chosen
Rob Scott
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equinox walk
a worm half in and half out
of its hole
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winter jacket
shudders life beneath
for better morrow
**
rustle and coil
silence this spirit endless
agitation
***
end of the month
think of your empty
coffers
Radhamani sarma
Chennai
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traffic crawls –
the river flows
the other way
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Rain spills
memories on
the trails youth.
—
Kiša razliva
sjećanja puteljcima
mladosti.
*
On meadows and
foresters childhood
rolls the past.
—
Livadama i
šumarcima djetinjstvo
kotrlja prošlost.
*
On the face
knited scratches,
the screech of fiery time.
—
Na obrazu
zapletene ogrebotine,
krik ognjenog vremena.
***
…p.s … maybe the translation isn’t good, but I don’t know English better, maybe there’s someone to fix it
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I see in your eyes
the beautiful lake
that got polluted
spent oak leaf
so slowly falling…
grief has no words
It’s your decision:
drown yourself in the puddle
I have stepped over
D.T. Arcieri NY, USA
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teenagers . . .
the joy of being told
they love you, really
Ingrid Baluchi
North Macedonia
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this medicine …
never a step without …
another autumn
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Awake yet asleep
Stumbling within the darkness
I am terrified
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