Volume 1, Number 2: October 1999
Haiku — page 1
September morning
again my breath rises
to an open sky
Marjorie Buettner
approaching gale
the beach grass sweeps circles
deeper in the dune
Cherie Hunter Day
after the hurricane
most of the moon
. . . gone
Elbert Pruitt
night of stars
the rhythm of my boat
across the swells
Alex Benedict
yellow moon—
the smell of woodsmoke
on the wind
Jennifer Jensen
that glittering point
in the distant evergreen
a dewdrop
Elizabeth St Jacques
hurricane path
a layer of green covers
early autumn leaves
Paul MacNeil
such sharp edges—
the few red leaves on a branch
of eucalyptus
Alice Benedict
river
the moon slowly ripples
downstream
Carol O'Dell
collected fog
the raveled fringe
of her scarf
Paul MacNeil