cattails
September 2014
Tanka
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a native ponga's
wispy yet sturdy trunk
with green headdress
in the soil of my forebearers—
I brave the winds of change

Anne Curran
New Zealand


I study
a small primate fossil
in a museum
my own molecules arranging
and re-arranging themselves

Linda Galloway
USA


sandpipers flee
north for the summer
i release
the lines that bind my heart
too closely to you

Pris Campbell
USA



this old house
how it lies awake
at night
tosses in its bed
mutters in its sleep

John Soules
Canada


laughter
descends on the street
with the darkness . . .
in my damp basement
alone with a house fly

Chen-ou Liu
Canada


fallen leaves
suddenly gather
in whirlwind-
going up in unison
jingling through the air

Aju Mukhopadhyay
India


your bonsai
specked with blue pine shoots
after you're
long gone I pull out the weeds
and mark my time to join you

Samantha Sirimanne Hyde
Australia



sunshine
and a burst of leaves
on maples . . .
my life here is better
when seen from this window

Chen-ou Liu
Canada


rain dripping
on the gravestone
deep silence
rebounds the screams
of slum orphans

Pravat Kumar Padhy
India



the sound of waves
constant as these swans
mated for life
I am a solitary bird
skipping along this salt shore

Giselle Maya
France


on the train
leaving a ruddy town
full of heat
through open window I feel
the fresh mountain air

odlazim vozom
ostavljam rumeni grad
pun vreline
i osjećam kroz okno
svjež planinksi vazduh


Branka Vojinović Jegdić
Montenegro


standing
beneath the feathery rain
of a fringe tree
inhaling its pale scent
somehow changes you

Ruth Holzer
USA


on your sixtieth
you tell me your best birthday
was spent alone
i am just​ partially offended
i, too, love solitude

​Marianne Paul
​Canada​