3LIGHTS : Full Bloom

Haiku, by its very nature, is concerned with awakenings. The form itself is born out of an awakening of our senses within a moment or experience. It could be argued, then, that haiku, a form of poetry so reliant upon nature and its seasons, experiences its most significant awakening when nature itself is stirring. After the long Winter, haiku finally bursts into bloom.

3LIGHTS is delighted to present work from an abundance of blossoming writers this Spring. And whilst this exhibition brings together a fine example of English-language haiku from around the world, each with their own depictions of the season, I hope that it acts as a starting point for the creation of new Spring haiku for 2007.

Don’t just read. Write.

Liam Wilkinson, March 2007

 

 

 

 

life erupts moaning
masking the scream of blade on blade
spring garden buzzes

JENNI MEREDITH

 

 
blackbird tugs
season’s first worm
dies young

CATHERINE EDMUNDS

 

 

First Bloom

Defeating winter,
Hope bursts from barren branches,
paints itself across the land.

DALLAS D’ANGELO-GARY

 

 
First Kiss

Jack’s last cold tickle
dusts green leaves silver even
under Sun’s first kiss.

SARAH WAGNER

 

 
in first full bloom
the apricot tree—joy
in me still

GEORGE SWEDE

 

 
bay window reflection
the first daffodils
blooming from my head

LIAM WILKINSON

 

 
Little by little
small sounds return to the garden
hummingbirds feasting

MARTIN WILLITTS, JR.

 

 
collecting on lawn
building materials
nest preparations

JENNI MEREDITH

 

 
two turtle doves
walk along a church roof
a wedding today

CATHERINE EDMUNDS

 

 

White-chalk vapor trails
linger in the blue, blue sky –
jets rattle the day

CAROL CARPENTER

 

 

 

Songs of Spring

Ice succumbs to sun,
spring stains green across the pond
frogs begin to sing

DALLAS D’ANGELO-GARY

 

 
apple blossom petals
reminiscent of recent snowflakes
twirling gently to earth

DEE LITTLE

 

 
autumn waits behind
roots cracking care home wall
outside spring blossoms

JENNI MEREDITH

 

 
A moment is held
when dew gathers on a leaf
becoming invisible

MARTIN WILLITTS, JR.

 

 
green man winks
nature goes insane
with lust

CATHERINE EDMUNDS

 

 
The splish-splash of rain
jitterbugs on fresh-mowed grass –
worms ring the dance floor

CAROL CARPENTER

 

 
When cherry blossom
leaves drop to the ground they turn –
gold sunshine reflect

DIANE ANDREWS

 

 
Haiku

It’s the same emptiness,
of Basho and Eluard.
A hopping grasshopper.

JARED WAHLGREN

 

 
The lawn needs mowing.
What? Already? But surely…
Yes. That time again.

CATHERINE EDMUNDS

 

 
A freight train rolls by
and I stop to watch
pink blossoms shiver

PAMELA WILLIAMS

 

 
priceless art of spring
cherry blossom opening
brief exhibition

JENNI MEREDITH

 

 

Crows clutch cable wires
unleashing their mulberry poop –
installation art

CAROL CARPENTER

 

 

 

Tide

Fingers of foam creep
across half buried boulders
feeding the molluscs

F.I. GOLDHABER

 

 
Night rests on the sea
while the moon writes a song —
shadows tap dance

PAMELA WILLIAMS

 

 

 

 

FULL BLOOM : Haiku for Spring
A 3LIGHTS Gallery Exhibition

Curator : Liam Wilkinson

Copyright for each poem featured in this exhibition remains with the authors. Reprinting and publishing of any of the poems featured here is strictly prohibited. For further information, please contact 3LIGHTS.

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