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“Age. It happens to us all. Advertisements inform usthat we can be sexual athletes at ninety, if only we buy
the magic cure and follow the exercise guru’s advice. Yetthe evidence of our own lives is decidedly more human,more problematic, and full of petty perfidies. Age is notsimply the prolongation of our youth with the help of alittle dye to hide the grey hair but a fundamental processof transformation. We change, and as we change, we arehaunted or enlivened by the past we carry with us.Understanding all that we are and have experienced is
difficult enough, but communicating it to others is evenharder, especially when the gap is dramatic as the oneseparating today’s youth from today’s elders. This is thechasm which the poets of Ash Moon cross. Nearly ahundred in number, they are themselves aging or thecare-givers and companions of elders. With unblinkinghonesty they record their age as it is lived—despair anddereliction alongside grace and humor—and what
emerges is a true portrait of age with all its awkwardcomplexities.
“Readers of Ash Moon will find all these poems writtenin a fitting form, namely, ‘tanka,’ the eldest of poeticforms. The oldest continuously anthologized poetry inthe world (compared to which the venerable sonnet is amere stripling), tanka has been the vehicle by which
poets ancient and modern have given voice to themyriad beauties and burdens of their lives. The result isa series of snapshots without commentary, allowing thereaders to directly experience the poets’ vision. They willfind much that resonates with them, and much to reflecton. The ash moon hangs over all our heads.” — M. Kei,Editor of Atlas Poetica: A Journal of Poetry of Place in Modern English Tanka , Editor-in-chief of Take Five:
Best Contemporary Tanka of 2008, and author of Heron Sea, Short Poems of the Chesapeake Bay.
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“‘May you be awake one moment before you die’ TheBuddha said. If readers can absorb the joy and the
intensity of this book, they will be more alive than ever before in their lives. I am stunned by the precision of emotions and the variety of feelings. I want to read onepage each day, to be in touch with everything that istruly, vividly alive.” —Grace Cavalieri, Producer/host,The Poet and the Poem from the Library of Congress
“The Zen aesthetic of wabi-sabi demonstrates therecognition that things are often more beautiful, moretreasured, more emotionally significant when they aresomewhat broken, slightly worn out, aged by humanuse, subject to the natural laws of decay or uniquely unfinished. In the Ash Moon Anthology, contemporary tanka poets explore the aesthetics of aging, the wabi-sabi of the human experience. These tanka
examine the feelings and psychological insights that canonly come with a lifetime of surviving into old age, when we recognize the impermanence and transitory natureof our bodies, our minds, our selves. These Englishtanka of aging celebrate and explore a wide range of moments conveying the feelings of being fully alive inour imperfect, broken, unfinished bodies, minds andsouls.” —Dr. Randy Brooks, Millikin University
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Ash Moon Anthology Poems on Aging in Modern English Tanka
Edited by Alexis Rotella & Denis M. Garrison
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In Memory of
Bernard Gadd, 1935-2007
Poet, Writer, Editor, Publisher, Educator
Papatoetoe, New Zealand
if my ashes
are dug in
around a birch
will leaves sproutin sets of five?
—Bernard Gadd
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Table of Contents
Preface ............................................................................................ 7
Ash Moon Anthology ................................................................... 15
Contributor Notes ..................................................................... 285
Tanka Venues ............................................................................ 300
Index ........................................................................................... 303
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Preface
Ash Moon Anthology : Poems on Aging in Modern English Tanka deals with the later years of life: the “golden years,” to some, and farfrom it, to others. Senior men and women have a perspective onlife that cannot be achieved except by enduring the passage of several decades. Younger adults who have become caretakersand care-givers for their elders gain new insights into later life. Just as youth and the fullness of maturity are celebrated for theirspecial characteristics, so should be the later years. The Ash
Moon Anthology includes tanka about all aspects of aging, boththe up and down sides, the joys and the sorrows; tanka thatembody the humor, insight, and wisdom of our elders and the ways in which we age with grace and even elegance.
What are tanka ? Tanka is the lyric poetry of Japan, composed in Japanese in five unrhymed metrical units of 5/7/5/7/7 soundunits. A tanka written in English is usually five phrases on five
lines with no more than thirty-one syllables and often falls intoa short, long, short, long, long pattern. Tanka do not need titles,however, sometimes a topic, dedication, or some other note isappended. When several tanka are put into a set or sequence,they often are titled as one. The Japanese tanka tradition goesback over thirteen centuries, making it the oldest continually anthologized form of poetry in the world. Tanka have alwaysbeen poems of emotions and perceptions, often involving
metaphor and other figurative language such as is not generally used in the terser form, haiku. This is the ultimate poetic formfor recording the events of one’s life, for diaries and journals.
Following is a brief dialogue between the editors of thisanthology, Alexis K. Rotella (AKR) and Denis M. Garrison(DMG), which we hope will be more illuminating about ourintentions in the selections that we made than would be a simple
declaration of our criteria.
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AKR: There are a lot of us baby boomers out there,you and I being two. We’re in the early winter of our
“golden years.” I wanted to do this anthology not justto collect poems about aging, but to glean something from this project that makes sense, something thatmight help us all live the remainder of our lives withmore grace. I was delighted to find a healthy dose of humor sprinkled throughout but let’s face it, this timeof life is not a cake walk. What are your thoughts?
DMG: Aging is not for sissies, that’s certain. While the“frail elderly” (as the government refers to peopleover 65 who have some significant health impair-ments) are a minority amongst the aged, it is theirimage that predominates in public discourse. That isunfortunate and unfair to all concerned insofar asthere are many elders who are in relatively goodhealth—even some athletes—and who are very active
and influential members of society. Every age bracketof society includes both healthy and ill people, eveninfancy.
On the other hand, there are excellent reasons why virtually all societies throughout history have honoredtheir elders. For even the healthiest and strongest of the elderly, there are some burdens that are inherent to
age. Ideals and the illusions that surround them are of great comfort and motivation to the young; eldershave long been disabused of most of the pleasant self-delusions of life. Experience is the gold coinage of age, but it comes with a price. How wonderful it would be to be able to look at life with the fresh eyesof youth once again! But that is an option not onoffer. The wisest of our elders have learned about the
goodness of mankind, but also about our flaws, our
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foibles, our posturings, our occasional malice andspite. Wisdom is a great treasure and, at the same time,
a great weight to bear.
We each have a different combination of experiencesthat have formed our lives. In all but the most blessedand fortunate lives, there are tragedies, losses, sorrows.In some lives, there are far, far too many. The elderly have accumulated decades of life’s slings and arrows,and those wounds are also a weight to be borne—for
some, a terrible weight.
Not to be forgotten, nor swept under a rug, is physicaldecline. It is true that “the aged” in modern society isa wide category, usually thought to include everyoneover 65 but often taken to refer to people in latemiddle age as well. The hard and inescapable fact of life is that we all begin to suffer physical decline at
some point in our maturity and, whether we fight itand win for awhile or give in to it, the long-term trendis decline. This means that the aged variously sufferfrom aches and pains, limits to functions, reductionsof capabilities, and for many, degenerative diseases orconditions. There are those amongst us who do betterthan most of us, and they are to be applauded. But weare all winding down and that hurts. That is why
“aging is not for sissies.” The aged all deserve respectand admiration for sheer endurance.
Taking all the above into consideration, a young person might think the senior years are an awful stageof life, painful, regretful, and joyless. That would be amistake. Yes, there are aged people who live in misery,just as there are people of every age whatsoever who
live in misery. Yes, there are parts of being aged that
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are particularly tough, but that is true of every stage of life as well. Would you want to go through high
school again?! Not I. Would you want to return tocombat in the armed forces now? Not I, and I servedin both the Navy and Air Force when I was young.Every stage of life has its upsides and downsides, prosand cons. It is a goal of mine, for this anthology of poetry, to allow poets around the world theopportunity to sing their songs of the full panoply of life in its later phases. Whatever it means to “be aged,”
it means more than the stereotypical perceptions of theyoung. The aged are as fully human as anyone, ormore so. The person grows and develops until the very end of life. Let us try to open our hearts and ourears to hear the truth about aging from those whoactually know whereof they speak.
AKR: Madeleine L’Engle wrote, “The great thing
about getting older is that you don’t lose all the otherages you’ve been.” I find that quote intriguing because when I look back at photographs of myself or poemsthat I wrote 30 years ago or even when I was in highschool, I have a deep knowing that that person is stillme, a layer of the onion that is myself. AdelaideShaw’s tanka “which face is mine, / the one in themirror / or in the photo / taken fifty years ago /
before life happened” brings up an importantquestion. Who is that woman? I say she is both.Michael McClintock would seem to agree: “I saw theyoung girl, too, / in my mother’s face / as she lay dying . . . /I saw her late in the day / as they lefttogether.”
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And as far as wisdom always being attached to old age,I think Sanford Goldstein sheds light on that idea in
“the wisdom of age? / at gatherings I sit sofa-bound/ and watch the parade, / sometimes a nephew waves,/ sometimes I am handed crackers on a plate.” Thereare people who age but don’t seem to gather wisdom. This tanka by C.W. Hawes drives home that point: “afew coins clink / in my pocket while I walk / downthe street / for a wad of greenbacks / my brother andI don’t speak.”
While it’s commonplace in many cultures to honorour ancestors, we may not be honoring their wisdomat all but bowing to them as the givers of life andshowing regard for allowing us to perhaps finish whatthey could not.
I was particularly amused by Bell Gale Chevigny’s
tanka: “one night my cart befriends / the woman onthe bench / ooh she’s got / a little headlight—/ yougo girl.” There are many humorous highlightsscattered throughout Ash Moon Anthology . Humorsheds light on any serious topic. Having developed asense of humor, I would think, is the key to wisdom,the key to being human, as humor IS a life-giving act.
Carl Jung stated that in his practice he found thatthose who had the hardest time aging were those whodid not develop some sort of spiritual life. I’d beinterested in hearing your ideas on this.
DMG: I have no quarrel with Jung’s opinion thatspirituality is essential to a fully realized life. Thecollective experience of all cultures certainly supports
the idea that spirituality is an intrinsically human
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experience. It is difficult to discuss, of course, becausefor billions of people spirituality is equated to their
personal religious affiliation or preference whichresults in the legendary contentiousness of discussing religion. Poetry is particularly well-suited for commu-nicating spiritual awareness and perceptions withoutgetting into all the matters that divide people of faith.In many of the poems in Ash Moon Anthology ,spirituality is dealt with very obliquely and thereforecan effectively communicate to a wide audience of
readers of many different religious backgrounds. Inthe poetic expression of experience, something like atruly universal appreciation of spirituality may beapproached.
AKR: It has been said that religion does not neces-sarily equate with spirituality. That is, a person with noreligious affiliation whatsoever could be quite spiritual.
DMG: Yes, quite so. That is the point I am making,that, disassociated from specific religious affiliations,spirituality is virtually universal. Poetry is a precious vehicle for communicating the universals of humanexperience, even spirituality. Do you think Ash Moon Anthology has achieved that sort of communication?
AKR: Yes. This large collection of poems addressesthe spirit of all of us. I am proud to be an editor of this volume and I thank you for inviting me to sharein the compilation of this much needed anthology.
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It is our sincere goal and hope that this anthology of poems onaging will bring its readers enjoyment, pleasure, an occasional
laugh, and perhaps a few tears. If it sheds even the faintest new light on the experience of aging, it will be a great success to us.
We sincerely thank the ninety-seven poets from five continents who have shared their fine tanka and shown patience as wemade the hard choices for the final selection included here.
— Alexis Rotella & Denis M. Garrison
Editors of Ash Moon Anthology Maryland, 2008
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Hortensia Anderson
I sit on the deck by a beach I so love;
wondering if one droplet, one grain
will remember me
Eighty-three yearsI have strolled this path;how astonishing!the forget-me-nots arebluer than I remember
I ask heron her ninety-eighth birthday how it feels to age;Between bites of cake she says,“I’ll tell you when I get there”
Cold winter dawn— I curl further into dreamsof grandmother;her silk comforter the hueand scent of Parma Violets
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an’ya
Old and tiredshe slowly undressesfor bedher last companiona balsamic moon.
Atop windy bluffsover the rippling sand dunesscatter my remainsinto the lapping ocean . . .no white pine box for me!
Christmas timeI remember the littleice skaterson a mirror pond— arranged mother’s way.
Farewell crocusa sympathy card partsits petals . . .closing in the darkness
we say our last goodbyes.
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an’ya
It’s here we builtsand palaces in my youth,each drip castleshaped by supple fingers . . .the ones that fail me now.
What is my lifebut bittersweet chaptersdeeply colored . . .yet the bird knows enoughto avoid poison berries.
Golf course:the whiteness of swanson its turf my father always saidit was his church of choice.
That final spring we were together flying our kite—untilyou let loose of the string,and heart from soul divided.
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an’ya
One quick deedbefore it’s bedtime . . .to douse the lightsfor fear of missing my very last star.
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Megan Arkenberg
taking his picturedown from the wallmy mother asks me
when the stairsbecame this steep
finishing pasta saladfrom the funeral luncheonI add lemon juiceto the dishwaterjust for her scent
oak leavesalready red
over dinnerthe inevitable words“if she were alive. . . ”
reaching for your handthis lonely winter nightI find insteadthe pages of my journaldog-eared
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Megan Arkenberg
october morning at the library checkoutthe woman before mehas emptied the shelveson dying
after our walk she orders “thatcaffeinated stuff— I’m a hundred now,” she says,“I live dangerously.”
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Munira Judith Avinger
my aunt, now gonemade this quiltonce flowersof blue clothbloomed in her hands
lilac sky wind rocks the housea flute callsall the forgotten lovers
where are you?
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Pamela A. Babusci
plucking outanother gray hair . . .i sign up forinner-goddessdancing
planting a treein my mother’s name . . .
why when she was aliveunableto hug me?
why can’t we agegracefully?she leans againstthe botox needlelike a pine
cosmohas another article onanti-aging . . .she pours herself a dirty martini
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Pamela A. Babusci
looking into the mirrori look but, not too deeply . . .leaves blanketthe graves of strangers
waking to findi am an aging actressin a one-woman play. . .are there no matineesleft for me?
ageless mountain— putting our motherinto anursing home
to think i once strutteddown dark hallwaysof forbidden dormsin mini-skirts
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Pamela A. Babusci
having hot flasheson a hot date . . .
where in my handbag can i yank out my youthfulness?
who will visit me when i am old& nobody remembersmy namenot even me
breathlessi speed walk the mall. . .another senior citizenpasses me
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David Bacharach
seeing himshrunken and deadI rememberhow his thick handcould squeeze a grapefruit
you justcan’t keep up anymore
with the taxesan old farmer sayssquinting at a cloud
the boxhe handed me was justblack plasticso plain a containerfor my father’s ashes
hiking withmy son, who’s grown uplost and unsurehow can I tell himI too am lost and unsure
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David Bacharach
will I everget out of this placemy mother askedfrom her hospital bedI don’t know, I lied
paindeep in my back tonightthe accumulated weightof all those years
embers and ashesof old newspapers liftin the windas my story, too,
will one day dissolve
the snow that loves the ground it coversis silentyet when it goesit weeps itself to death
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David Bacharach
my old dog his hind legs gonefalls againI sit down beside himand watch the sunset
the morning they told me my motherhad diedI buried the old cat
we called Gray Head
a pile of stonesdeep in the woodsall that’s leftof someone’s lifebuilt day by day
the will directedthat her dog be killedand buried with hera lonely old auntgone mostly mad
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David Bacharach
nothing entersthe old man’s shoe storebut memoriesI listen to his talesfor minimum wage
just a stubleft of the cigarbut there’s still
wine in the bottlestill a puff or two
surprisedthat I hear my doomso easily how young he looksthe oncologist
both of usold and lame, I throw hay to the horse— trees are turning greenon the hills we once rode
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David Bacharach
my old boatin the back fieldfalls apartlittle by little— another birthday
when I was young I saw visionsnow I am oldand dreamof ordinary things
at eighty-onehis body and mindshaped by laborthe old farmer listensto his wife complain
no one comesto the old farmer’s funeralbut his sonfrom the city and a spotted dog
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Collin Barber
candlelight calmin the eyes of a pumpkinI listen to my sontell me a story I once told to him
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Jenny Barnard
red zinniason your coffin lida raindrop quiversthe priest’s words becomerun-away rivers
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Roberta Beary
after the fire diesyou sweep the ashesinto my dustpan
which of us i wonder will be the first to go
i fight an urgeto ask themhow to make love lastold couple holding hands
where the waves break
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Cathy Drinkwater Better
growing my hairlong againin my fifty-sixth yearall the summers of my youth flood back inch by inch, and splashed with gray
pale winter sun where is she now the girl
who sang folk songsand strummed a cheap guitar
nightfallpurple wisteria hug the garden gate
if you hold me tightthe long dark may never come
this late autumnhas saved the bestfor last— how gently you touch my crow’s feetand tell me I’m still beautiful
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Cathy Drinkwater Better
awakening to findanother pine has come downin the night— this newly discovered fearthat colors all my days
your father and minelived worlds apart, yet sharethis May day— one took his first breaththe other, his last
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Randy Brooks
curled corn leavesthe old farmersifts dirtfrom one handto the other
young lovers lying in the sunshinefor a moment weborrow their view of the mountains
the deathnobody wantsto talk aboutsnow driftsin the moonlight
hot tub crowdthe old mandoesn’t wantthe young ones to seehis hobble out
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Randy Brooks
window opento an autumn nightshe asks me foranothertanka
the reachof February light
who asked me tocarry these bonesso long
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Marjorie A. Buettner
will it ever endthis yearning that I harborfor those I have lostfather, child, lover and now mother’s eyes clouded with stars
another dreamof losing my way homeuntraceable stepsthis life with you so fleeting like the trackless flight of birds
how long we have grown to loveeach othermy hand like a leaf in stonecaught in the hollow of yours
a fabric of lightfloats across the pageas I writefor the briefest of momentsI am seventeen again
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Marjorie A. Buettner
a cloud-dusted moonthis early morning hourand the scent of grassfifty springs have come and gonehow could I not wish for more
we expect the endand yet when it now arrives
what preparationI pinch the heads off flowersand start throwing things away
these leaveslast to lose their holdcarry our grief throughout the entire day how many ways I failed you
moon of turning leavesI pack up your clothing and give them away trying to tell my childrenthat this life is just on loan
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Marjorie A. Buettner
after your deathI wander through my dreamslooking for youthese pelicans on the lakedrifting back and forth in pairs
I place my aunt’s hatsabove her bed at the homereminding herso many places she’s seenso many more to go—
the secrets carriedin your eyes when you diedbelong only to melike a moon flower that bloomsin the deepest of night
old age and deathhave stripped you of everything my dear onestill your ageless smile hauntseven my deepest sleep
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Marjorie A. Buettner
so clear to me now as I unpack your disheshow fragile you werethose fireflies that flare uptheir light to a darkened sky
going without soundthe deer into the darknessof dawn— so gently you took your leavenever once looking back
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David Caruso
That dentedtea kettle I donateto Purple Heart—
What wounded war vet will see what I don’t want?
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Bell Gale Chevigny
what kind of childhave I becomebalkedby a child-resistantbottle top
above the next bedtv blares all nightyou conjure the silentstarlit desert you crossed on footdear friend may your knee knit well
Beethoven’s last sonatas— in the front row at the feet of the old pianistalmost under his palmsI felt my soul massaged
my dead are beginning to visit my dreamsbringing
—what a comfort!— their marvelous quirks
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Bell Gale Chevigny
the fact that Iam in a wheelchairdoesn’t mean that youcan’t complain to meabout your corns
my very sick friendteaches his son to cook
clean up as you goput all the food away leave everything in order
when my mother saidI wish your trouble hit menot youI thought she exaggerated— no more
you stepped toward me quickly butI didn’t know your facethen your grincancelled the fifty yearsand brought me your name
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Bell Gale Chevigny
I creep along on sticksbut on my amigo my scootermore than friendI leave joggersin the dust
oh the dumbstruck loveof little boys
when I ride by on my red scooter
my scooter tutortaught me which blockshave no curb cutsand which winding park pathslead treacherously to stairs
driving a scooteris like learning to tankatricky and awkwardthen all at oncelike silk like breathing
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Bell Gale Chevigny
one night my cart befriendsthe woman on the benchooh she’s even gota little headlight— you go girl
who’d have dreamedthat in old ageI’d turn out to bea frisky centaur
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Margaret Chula
silently they watcha golden leaf spin in the spider’s webtwo old friendsdrifted apart
when I was twenty I sang like Mozart’sQueen of the Nightnow I hum like a cellobetween the legs of a lover
early spring strollin the temple groundsthe old woman’s complaintsabout pain and suffering silenced by the Buddha’s gaze
this lifefrom darknessinto darkness
with only a few firefliesto light our way
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Margaret Chula
partially covered with new fallen leavesbleached deer bones
day by day he shrinks inside his clothes
once I pickedthe dandelion flowersnow I dig uptheir jagged leavesfor my gallstones
when I try toimagine my skeletonI feel the connectionof muscles, tissuesmemories behind bones
this night of rainas wind strips leavesfrom their branchesI read my old poems aloud— remember the woman I was
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Margaret Chula
lying on a blanketin the shade of a treeI dream of childhood
was the groundalways this hard?
when we were children we swam like dolphinsin the summer seanow, you on a life machinethe ebb and surge of your heart
I’m not in denialmy friend with cancer says— I’ve bought a wig and renewed my subscriptionfor another year
now in his sixtiesthe sculptor carves a faceof his dead father
without a mouth— he was a man of few words
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Margaret Chula
back in JapanI visit my teacherin the Alzheimer’s home
who is this old womansmiling, smiling?
father-in-law who taught me how to sailnow asks me the wordfor the place
where horses sleep
thirty years laterthe pale blue petalspressed in my journal
what was that flowerand—who was that man
open window and the scentof Nantucket rosesthat’s all it takes now to be ten again
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Tom Clausen
could be I’m tiredor lost, but to close my eyesand nod off
while the world goes ongives me a certain peace
full of rainthe river races along past everything here— I can’t shake this senseI’m living on borrowed time
the spring just begunand already I sit a bit lostknowing full wellI can’t keep up
with too many things
all these yearsin one house, one jobone town and in me— too many changes to fathomas I sweep away autumn leaves
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Tom Clausen
we work briskly into the momentum of the day a long list of what to do,once all there was
was to fall in love
wind outside the malland as I wait
with my eyes closeda killdeer callsfrom another life
while planting bulbsmy wife unearthsa childhood cap gun of mineI hold ittrying to grasp back then
for years I had desireto purchase thingsthat reminded me of my childhoodbut now, even thatis gone
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Tom Clausen
how ironiccoming to lovethis life and worldand at the same timeletting it all go . . .
for years we used to talk now to look at you closely I have a feeling that I know you betteras you used to be
autumn chillas I go outto get the paper— it occurs to meI should just keep going
in a reverieat the long traffic lightit occurs to me
why would I wantto do more, faster
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Tom Clausen
my youth spentgathering strength and solaceof friends near and far— these short years laterlosing them one by one
wanting my old life when I wantedmy present lifestirring the soup she madeas a cold rain falls outside
under a tree we talk of mother’s passagefrom this life— inchworms suspendedall around us
beyond this lifethat one old friendI bump into over and overpromising that we’ll get togetheragain, someday
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Tom Clausen
showing my daughtermy childhood ‘fish’ jackknifeshe promptly says:“I’ll put that in your grave
when you die”
pushed by the windat the far end of the sky a few clouds . . .I can see that what I wantkeeps changing too
without fanfare at dusk I drag the dead branchto the brush pile— another day risenand fallen from my life
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Carolyn Clink
Old people gatherat the post office, waiting for news from outside.
Windows fog with their gossip, while burning ears melt snow.
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Dina E. Cox
Dementia moving day hoping he will likethe nursing home,already he forgets
where he is arguing
with my fatherover detailshe no longer remembersbut I cannot forget
necessity isan indwelling catheterno need to peestill he forgets andshuffles to the bathroom
we listen
to Domingo’s Perhaps Love his favourite . . .he looks at the stereoasks anxiously “What’s that?”
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Dina E. Cox
“Where’s Mum?”he asks softly,I hesitate too long my father doesn’t remember
she’s gone
after my visithe promptly forgetsI was therelost in each passing momenthe steals even my memories
will I livelong enough to writeof this sadnesssome days I fear I will livelong enough to know it
in silence
cherry blossomsfall softly . . .in his growing darknessmy father listens
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Tish Davis
christmasthe nursing hometakes down june
without a word a nailreturns to the same hole
easter week i return
with colored tabletsa white lily withersin the chair
nurses week watching someone elsepass the medsit is her turn to sitin the big chair
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Raffael de Gruttola
the Village poet is deadat ninety years oldgrackles leavethe leafless treeoutside her window
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Melissa Dixon
this wintry day— treating myself to lunchI allow the waitressto grind extra pepperinto my pea soup
once I playedto the back row of an audience,grateful for applause . . .now in my secluded lifebirdsong in the yard delights me!
it’s obvious I’ve shrunk— I find myself gazing upat my grandsonand looking my granddaughterright in the eye
at times a senseof happy completion—but
what does it mean? will I or will I notopen my eyes tomorrow?
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Melissa Dixon
October afternoonI am stretched out on the bed . . .a pale sunfails to rouse me—I have earnedthe right to lie like a stone
remembering windin my face as we drovealong the sea wall . . .missing your presencemissing being me
the secluded park that someone used to tendnow you are gone
wild grasses hide the log where once we held each other
soft grey silk it may look dull to youbut with this fabric— you will see!—I’ll clothe myself in elegance and poise!
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Melissa Dixon
knowing clearly Who I Am at this advanced age— try me!I can face down anyone
who wants a challenge!
icy sidewalk— resorting to a walking stick black and eleganttelling myself it’s not about agebut simply style . . .
head back arms open to the sun— breathing deeply this is how I was born to live
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Marje A. Dyck
through your new eyesmight I see againsome magicin my faded worldlittle grandson just arrived
—for Ryley
autumn geesetwo by two they droponto sun-glittered waternorth windrising
rain for daysraining againI draw the curtainshide myself in an old song
heavy-heartedas the sun sets— the grandsonI will never holdbright flame gone out
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Marje A. Dyck
in my notebook over a decade of poems— still blue waterdeep blue sky fills me again
sobering the realizationeven the “young” onesdon’t seemas young
stillthat chill in the aira lamentin their voicespassing geese
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Jeanne Emrich
a window opento spring birdsong— I pray for the samein my old age
nursing home visit— it dawns on meI could dieon someone’slunch break
like an arrow shot into a cloudthis mindalways a little surprisedat passing through
a pear smoothiealong with a lecture— accepting bothhow meekly I becomemy daughter’s child
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Jeanne Emrich
don’t take meinto your old age
with you, mother— even the waning moonkeeps its distance
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long winter hours . . .in my parents’ absenceI feel the “his” and “hers”slip away from the humidor,the sewing machine
at her gravesite with head bowedI think of her talentfor ripening peachesto perfection
did the young girl
she once wasslip back into her body I saw her on my mother’s faceas she lay dying
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Jeanne Emrich
wondering for years what would bemy life’s defining moment— an egret staring at meme staring back
summer solstice— the hint of lavenderin her empty room
vanishesthe moment I notice
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Margarita Engle
cave artthe ancient manpainted himself holding a rainbow trapped underground
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Amelia Fielden
Easter Day table for two, quietreminderadult children havetheir own lives to lead
how many timesin half a century have I thoughttoday is different,this is the first morning
spring birds sing in the golden wattleby the path
where a lame old man walks his ancient dogs
holding himthrough all the hospice nightsthinking you won’t be hereto love me when I’m dying
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Amelia Fielden
trapped in trafficmy sixty-year-old self,flying the jetthat soars up ahead,my twenty-year-old heart
When All the Men She Has Loved Are Gone
in the flames warming her single roomthere glow againSunday night family supper and chess games
on the lawnshifting patterns of shadefrom spring treesabove her favourite bench— hands too shaky to paint now
drab these dayssliding into nightstill humidbehind closed curtains
what colours remain
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Amelia Fielden
stop trying to remember meslender fit— in lumpy old age
we’ll still swim along
gathering storm— love letters in the sandtemporary like teenage promisesand twenty inch waists
purchasing black bananas to feedthe wild possums,a woman claims a discount
with her pension card
aged auntcreaking, opens the doorof her freezerto display the latest linein designer cakes
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Amelia Fielden
this morning my grandmother’s figurein the mirrorreminds me I amsixty-five years old
tired tired“I’ve lived too long” her voice
whispering on a public linefrom the nursing home
at the marketan elegant old lady stoops to choosebundles of purple irisfrom a scarlet bucket
breezy morning— a wild iris, white-headedstands aloneamong the young fernsand tossing bushes
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Amelia Fielden
so sultry these frangipani nightsand you too tiredto want to tangodown the bedroom hall
at seventy-threehe returns from the clinichappily talking of his prospectsfor the next twenty years
four yearsafter his funeralDad’s striped apronis still hanging behind the kitchen door
as if chasing aftera tumbling summer hatI will go back to my hometownrunning along the road
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Amelia Fielden
when I am with my friend who has lostour hometown accent— the mocha coffee tastesthat much more bitter
nothing will reject mein my hometown,I feel rather lonely— cherries in the sun
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Stanford M. Forrester
autumn drizzle . . .i findan old love letter
with promisesof a sunlit sky
alzheimer’s ward— i bring my grandmothera bouquetof forget-me-nots
in your gardenthe cosmos & sunflowersbloomed . . .i wonder what happenedto the forget-me-nots
my memories of youfade with each falling gingko leaf . . .now i realizeyou never loved me
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Bernard Gadd
birches
for the fortieth seasonthree silver birchesone after the other
suddenly turnsun’s light green
all evening between silver birch leavesfirework trailsand in the quiet housea smell of smoke
luckily birchbark or leavesare uselessfor writing onand later regret
ah comradeOdysseus, you and Iforever starethrough birch branchesat Sirens and seas
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Bernard Gadd
will we fell the birchtaking sunfrom the house,
the huge treeold as us?
we keep a big yard:lawns where infants run,“forests” of shrubs,birch trees for catsand children to climb
each pulseis a triumphjust when encouragement’sneeded the silver birchshows green hearts
catching my breath watch layers of cloudsbehind the treerush this way or thator drift in icy calm
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Bernard Gadd
watch my heart,on the monitordance green and
cheerily as a birchin spring gusts
birch trunksremind of walking on rock through cold spray our pace quick,and always under blue
once I knew so many of your wordslips, birch, leaf, us,today the memoriescome silently
now it’s only the silver birchesin the tall mirroryou always turnedaway from
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Bernard Gadd
leaves quiverbranches metronomeeven the curtains
in this loungesail bulge
as I watchsun fades from leavestrunk darkensthe tree hunkersin its black soil
if my ashesare dug inaround a birch
will leaves sproutin sets of five?
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Denis M. Garrison
whose hands are thesegrown graceless, thick and slow;not enough fingerstoo many thumbs to use— my god, whose face is this . . .
my father’s workshop vacant since his strokehow quickly eventhe finest tools corrodeand lose their cutting edge
the steam whistle’s song my dreams are g o n e . . . l o n g g o n e hope’s checked out, checked outthe train lights grow faint, go dark
vanished into plains of night
empty courtyardhowls with wind and rainhollow desolation— all night in your chairlistening for your voice
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Denis M. Garrison
late in the seasonthe lingering storm breaksits gusts snap branches
winter lightning father fights the war again
I can’t wait for echoesI am the age of dustboundless and drab my emptinessyet I trembleat the touch of living flesh
she smoothesthe shoulders of my coather touch familiarand gentle as dusk if only I could speak . . .
after all these yearsI can hear her eyes speak
when words failmade mute by grief, by pain,I talk by touch
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Denis M. Garrison
he asked meto bury him when the time camenot so far away I said Yes, of course . . .even now, I see his pale eyes
in the long nightin the darkness of grief blind to hopeand deaf to prayersI hold tightly to your hand
the brief cloud of snow as an axe strikes this oak a staggering blow after his diagnosisI can’t hear the doctor’s voice
I am still here working my sliver of earth— the oath I swore,barefoot on the river stones,to whispering cottonwoods
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Denis M. Garrison
come close, young woman,I’ll tell you about onions:they are the last sumof all their layers, oldestand youngest . . . yes, come closer
we smile through tearsand make hopeless plansas if we had timeone of us is dying and both of us know
an empty lotexcept these five stone stepsgranite solitudethere is so much to pass onbut no one there to listen
my darling barfly,spandex taut over ‘depends,’dry makeup flakes off
when you smile and yet your eyes . . .fires smoulder in the ruins
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Denis M. Garrison
sandstone garden wallblushes vividly once more
warmed by the late lightyour rouged cheeks and rosaceaglow in the winter sunset
rye whisky burns my gut, so, cheers!I’ve lived so long an enemy of deathI know pain is proof of life
the boy sayshe wants to see it all— shaking my headI wonder what he’d doif the scales fell from his eyes
forty yearsare not time enoughto forgetthe shouts of “incoming”—
waking to my own raw voice
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Denis M. Garrison
and whenthe sand runs out?the stillnessof the hourglassand I are one
seasons come and gothe lake has changed,days are darker now— dwindling and loss, yet, I’m rich
with your hand in mine
since you leftI sleep very deeply alone in our bed— good practice, perhaps;since coffins sleep only one
my childhood replaysscenes of sunlit clarity over the long yearssince my vision has broadenedto a certain haziness
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Denis M. Garrison
afloat at last inmy gossamer canoeacross a darkling deep
wait for me, mother,beyond the breathing sea
father, you werebefore ever I drew breathnow, again, you’ve gone beforeI follow in your trailfrom my first home to my last
things go well.my friend says . . . well. well.adjusting his coat sleeveto hide a soiled cuff I peer across the street
intensive careall the chirping monitorsinconsolablesong of the cicadasrising to a deaf moon
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Denis M. Garrison
my fingertipssting again with paper cutsas I count out billspaying today’s pricefor loving you
unshed tearsI’m told they’re highin calcium . . .enough of them, your heartcan turn to stone
yet chilled to the boneI go out for morning choresa breeze rises with the sun— the old windmillscreeches into motion
as I turn her broochto read the inscriptionthe pin draws bloodif she knew she still can hurt meshe would smile
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Denis M. Garrison
as the cold gurney shudder-squeaks down the hallfor one more examyour hand in minemakes us safe
gone so long days pass withoutremembering
waking to your voicecalling my name
some nightsall I can do is leanagainst the old walland know that stone is cold
in my dreamsDad does chores with me
we work and laugh, work and talk . . . but neveronce about the nursing home
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Denis M. Garrison
mayfliesyou swarm and diein daysI will not pity youI am the childless one
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Victor P. Gendrano
she offers to dyehis gray hair black for their dance party he declines with a smileit’s my knees honey
the face looking at mefrom the mirror today has heavy lines and silver hairyet underneathI don’t feel my age
alone at closing timein our favorite barone more for the road pleaseI didn’t tell anyonetoday’s my birthday
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Beverley George
your childhood home– let my foot fall softly hereand pausein all those unmarked spacesthat gave shape to your life
what can it mattermy slowing step, your white hair?I still waiteach night for your gentle kisseach morning for your greeting
sun going downand the white cat snoozing on the worn brick wallafter half a lifetimeour love still holds its heat
losing your loveI learn the strengthof mine. . .a she-oak whipped by windthrusts deeper roots
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Beverley George
lonely nightsmy mother working secretly in the quiet house– all my dollies in new clotheslined up to surprise me
A Christmas carolread aloud each year— apple peel falling in unbroken spiralsfrom my father’s knife
so much yet to doto think, to feel, to beit is absurdan unmet assassincould be lurking inside
one more friend’s namestruck from the Christmas mailing. . .she wonders
would it now be fairto own another dog
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Beverley George
autumn harvest. . .persimmons mellowing on a bare treeI too may beat my best—so far
twilight worldthoughts swirling in gloomy dusk until I hearmy husband chopping vegetablesa moorhen honking on the lake
mist on the mountainsas a child I soughtinvisibility only to find in older lifeit came to me unbidden
the cat who wakes us through the night will probably outlive usunlike the bladder
which does ditto
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Beverley George
if you left me now after all these decades. . .could my minddistinguish devastationfrom inconvenience?
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Sanford Goldstein
old-age anecdotes: tanka thorns
for years after confirmationI sat on the synagogue benchnext to my grandfather;
wordless throughout, he left room
for me to pass when the service was over
in his cozy leather armchairand watching soap operas for years,he cried and cried;not once did he say a word aboutthe long-ago abuse to his kids
no blisteron his ancient forehead,and stillhis string of infidelitieshigher than kite flight
a teenager then
and helping my grandmotherat the new fish store,I saw her thumb-load the scale— drunks, she told me, would waste it on drink
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Sanford Goldstein
Lear,you asked a daughter for loveand more love,and the desire withheld, you demanded
the gods convey sterility to her womb
bliss to be alivein that dawn of Revolution
was heaven for youth— Wordsworth, I never heard anyone say old age came within a million miles of that
out to the back porchI looked down and saw the neighbor’s grandfathermoving with that girl on his lap— I rushed inside to my bedroomand hid beneath the bed
over the decades
passing old men limping in baggy pantsand bent-backed,now I see myself in slow-motion,the young passing with blind confidence
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Sanford Goldstein
the wisdom of age?at gatherings I sit sofa-boundand watch the parade,sometimes a nephew waves,
sometimes I am handed crackers on a plate
at my retirement party,I listen to the moving speechof my elder brother;at the end he breaks downand I rush over to hug him
I have spokenof the Door of Sandand its proximity— it seems right to see it that way
with no soaring words blurring the end
my mother’s tears
about not locking the doorto the basement,my grandmother in her blindness,bloody and dead at the bottom of the stairs
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Sanford Goldstein
use urinefor a stye, my old aunttold my mother,and I stood trembling
with the cotton in my hand
my grandfathercame for the weekly doleand I watched,my pain on seeing ancient fingersreaching for the green
her old manafter my wife’s brain surgery rushes us to the plane;anxious and biting down hard,he breaks his lower plate
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Sanford Goldstein
passing through: a tanka odyssey
how often I hearmy features beliethis ancient me— I let those comments fly by
as if a wind teases my tie
be thankful,they continue to tell me,you are not so ill— I find the world a huge muddlemade for slippery tongues
tell me,my muse of this tanka world,if you’ve grown old too— if so, head me into a poolof wisdom to remove multiple cinders
I know
death is up the roadahead— each newspaper I opennotes the deceased was in his eighties
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Sanford Goldstein
tired, are you not,of advice from the grey-hairedknow-it-all’s?— and still, no waiting even a moment
for the young to slow down the ephemeral
I sometimes wonder,even now, if my grandparentsever knew my name— I listened to their quarreling,I heard dishes rattle in a sink
waited all these yearsfor a button I couldn’t get through,like Lear in his old age,and still, each time I findeven a small cuff hole’s no puzzle
offered
advice by his three kids,he listens and nods;he plays his role to the hilt,a couch potato no longer sucking kisses
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Sanford Goldstein
long ago— was it four decades?—I set downno causes to uphold,and even now I carry no flag,
offer no startling resolutions
long agoI gave up handwritten listsof New Year desires,and this coming year, what then?I will wake to find snow or no snow
I listento my grandchild’s joy that God is by her side— her faith is a stark beaconshe shines on herself
phoned yesterday
by my former colleagueabout an armpit lump— he asks my age and wondershow I got through all the nightmares
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Sanford Goldstein
another famous one,the morning newspaper tells me,is gone— oh, Seidensticker, how your Genji
and Makioka sisters brought me joy
on my computer screena photo of the dead one,her youth, her favorite pin,and memories cascade,anguish and all the rest
the dead one wanted the Zen masterto stay and stay,and even now decades laterI cannot remove the anguish
at the last
my mother a frail wisp,her memory a blur,I sing for her the old songsand help her tap a knee
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Sanford Goldstein
rare is itfor me to think of my fatherin any kind way— he sat in his favorite chair
as if the trap of age had sprung
the old farm lady, with her old loaded buggy pushed along the road,remains for me a samurai ghost,eyes prepared against all odds
the neighborI visited on his death bedlay there,eyes in a wild frozen staretrying to penetrate moving lips
Polonius,
they think of you as a foolHamlet dragged off,and still, how wise your wordsto your son before his sayonara
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Sanford Goldstein
no longercan I remember lines that fellso easily from my lips— I urge myself to try, to recall
and fill with magic that poetic void
againboarding a crowded planefor the trip back— I take no pride in asking
vibrant youth to help with the lift
this ancient me wavesto each passing car on my routefor the morning walk as if to remind myself that greetingsare not yet as wasted as my face
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Sanford Goldstein
Anne Frank how you scribbled,endured,and now I tramp up these stairsthey hurried you down
selling his dead mother’s dressesat the Salvation Army,he keeps two red onesfor midnight
how dark this coffee shop worldbecomesin the fading autumn light
down a narrow streeta bent female form slouching
without looking up,her load of vegetablesdark green in the evening light
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Sanford Goldstein
in my small villageall the curtained windowsare dark,no old or young men leaning out
with philosophic pipes
my elder sistersitting across from meat her table,that quiet moody face,a reminder of my own aging
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M L Grace
in your bare roomno shred of you remainsfrom the wheel chairmemories taken outdusted every day
lotus eaterbeware the bitter corethat saps the mindkakadu dusk comes swiftly the magpie geese have gone
old horseput to pastureobsoleteI twirl my stick and pretend to fox trot
no answerto my knocking your anxious faceparts the curtainspaint flakes on the blue door
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M L Grace
limping through another day sleep comes deepIn red heels I’m dancing
wrapped in a froth of tulle
I shakethe sand from my shoemyriad grainsI too started as oneI too am worn to pieces
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Andrea Grillo
midmidlifeI teach myself to paintand for my toenailsI choose a bright red
as I age toward cronethe inside-out beauty of the new moonseduces the quietin my life
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William Hart
goats grazed here when this park was lushnot so many years ago . . . yet
we were young back then weren’t we?
your father in his dotagepaces out his days,my mom got lost in solitaire— makes you wonder, doesn’t it?,
what we’ve been dealt
during uncle’s last dayssparrows fly in his windowsto join him for lunchand our aunt, who died young,looks down from the wall
ah, monsoon puddles!heavens high and low!even the old woman
who walks bent overtoday goes cloud viewing
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Michele Harvey
her life would be different without the kidsshe told them daily so they wouldn’t forget
so easily other lives bought and soldat the flea marketthe family photographsfor a dollar apiece
She preferscemetery peacethe carefulspaces between family measured distance between lives
taking piecesof his life from the garbagethe neighborsunfettered by memoriesleave only his shoes
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C W Hawes
a few coins clink in my pocket while I walk down the streetfor a wad of greenbacksmy brother and I don’t speak
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Peggy Heinrich
old home moviesMother still dancing the Charleston— day-long snow fogs the window
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William J. Higginson
The Sea of Okhotsk
Journal Entry Begun over the International DatelineNorthwest of Alaska, 28/29 November 2002
endless crimson
the far horizon’s edgethese hoursfloating over the dark sea of arctic clouds
The pilot said we’d be flying over Russia. I had assumed hemeant the east coast of Kamchatka, the huge peninsulaextending southwest from the eastern end of Siberia, as
routes across the Pacific often do.
in dark Chechnyathe rebels make plansfrosty cloudsreflect the sunlightnot reaching Siberia
Instead, we flew north, over Canada’s Northwest Territor-ies, skirted the polar side of the Alaskan coast, and thencame down over the eastern end of Siberia, the old SovietFar East, miles inland from the Bering Sea, heading for thenorthern end of the Sea of Okhotsk.
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William J. Higginson
in growing lightI read old wakaof autumn dusk the plane six miles
over freezing Siberia
Siberiawe cross the coastlinewhere verticalfrozen cliffs becomethis frozen sea
a daily dreamthis geography of my youththe Sea of Okhotsk I never thought to seeso many shades of ice
The planes and ships that plied this space those yearsago—all in my mind. The Soviet fighter pilots who calledout cheery “Merry Christmas” messages to whomevermight be out there listening in the dark.
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William J. Higginson
no fractalsformed here—insteadendless floesfrozen into one
Sea of Okhotsk
cloud bandsform thin elongatedrainbowsacross the icy depthsSea of Okhotsk
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Elizabeth Howard
across the lakefrom the park caféan oddity to touristsa lonely homesteadan old man push-mowing
a classmate deadI recall the gold heartburied under a fieldrock for fifty yearsmy heart not in sync with his
a dream of floating down rainbow stairsto a house of clouds— hopes for her recovery grown grim overnight
driving alonethrough a tunnel of fog far aheadat the end of sightthe glow of a new dawn
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Elizabeth Howard
each OctoberGranny left for a month
visiting her relativescame home with storiesfor the winter hearth
field of ironweedI think of one
who designed his gravea pall of purpleevery autumn
the fridge’s racketat the country inn— last night’s talent show an old man rubbing a washboard ditty
glowing in the dark my grandmother clock giant red numerals
we keep nightwatchover each other
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Elizabeth Howard
great-grandmother’sred-clay pitcherfilled with dried flowers— the memory of buttermilk brought from the springhouse
high school reunionold strangersI’ve never seen beforeall asking the same question— do you know who I am?
hills shiny with rain,the graveyard a green box;one flaming red tulipin Uncle Joe’s garden— I place it in his urn
hummingbird lostin the garage ceiling— how confusing stairs, wings, corridors, exitsin the office complex
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Elizabeth Howard
I cannot recall your namenor your youthful faceyet when I close my eyesI see your arm with no handskipping rope, tying shoes
laughing,great-grandfather and Iplayed our daily game of chase— me racing around his chairhe caught me for a hug
motionless shadow of broad wingsover the backyard feeder— that old worry darkening yet another day
old-time veteranstands as former marine,sailor, soldier, airmanhis wife tugging his sleevehe salutes the flag
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Elizabeth Howard
the rusty wheelbarrow spills hoe and garden shears—
what good are grandmother’s tools without her green thumb,her blue ribbon roses?
shelling field peas— great-grandmother’s gamethe reddest apple for the child
who picked up the greatest pileof her spilled peas
sister who loved flowersI pick perfect liliesyour face still, eyes closedI weep for the yearsI gave you no bouquets
the spiderwebglossy in the sunan old 45Oh, to swing once again
with Benny Goodman
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Elizabeth Howard
strength gone to cancerthey bring the newbornto his bedsidehe blesses his great-grandchild
with a finger touch
the suave fellow getting his hair permed— does he not know about the coffee stainson his crisp white trousers?
two granddaughtersin the high school bandclarinet marching eastsaxophone west--now I’ve lost both of them
up the stairs of lifeeach step a challengechoices narrowing— yet as the pilgrim climbshe sings joy each morning
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Elizabeth Howard
viewing the mountain— season after seasontwo lawn chairssit under the sugar maplein the overgrown yard
fog curling from the roof the garage morphsto grandfather’s smokehousehams hanging from raftersbrine on my tongue
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Angela Johnson
our handsmine cold yours warmtouching— how many yearshave we lived with this?
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Joyce Sandeen Johnson
Evening in Paristhe perfume you woreall I have leftthe blue stopperfrom your last bottle
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Kirsty Karkow
thoughtsof you dying first . . .the half-moon holdsa darkened globe
belying the scent of death
violetsspill from a ribcagehide the rusty trap
half moon beacha gathering to scattermother’s ashesdad removes his hat
rose petalsand ashes blow out to seaa white sail leansinto sunset
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Kirsty Karkow
roof tilesyellow with lichencrusty the two aging gnomesthat dwell within
still gardening as my years decline . . .I have becomeadept at pulling weedsboth obvious and covert
a small graveyardover-grown with gorsesadly even with family tiesI am forgettable
the mirrorreveals round shouldersI practice againthe tai chi movementsthat once developed poise
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Kirsty Karkow
if you thoughtyou saw the grim reaperhooded in black it was only me pausing among your rainwet roses
he travels the world with briefcase and cell phonegiving speechesis it the earnest lifestylethat shortens every kiss?
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M. Kei
thumbing throughmy little black book,I noticethere are more doctorsthan pretty girls
my old car,like me,cranky and stiff and hard to startafter a rain
orange needles . . .even pine treescome at lastto the autumnof their lives
I have heard of love thatlasts for fifty years,now at forty-five, I think I would settle forfifteen or twenty.
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M. Kei
a banana moonin this tropical heat,dark spotson yellow skin,I grow a little older
tomorrow we’re taking the old lady to town for oysters
with two young menand a few good wishes
this heron knowsthe hunched grief of autumnand the grey weedsof widows
give me an old dog (his puppy years worn out)content to lay his muzzleon my knee whileI sit beside the fire
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M. Kei
this rainy day,she keeps company
with the little brown sparrows,Mrs. Cardinal in her
widow’s weeds
veterans hospital . . .starlings pecking atlast year’s pine conesscattered onthe lawn
thirty-five yearssince the dust of Texasstained my boots,I wonder if I canfind the family graves
this scarred fingernever hurt me all these years,
why now, whenI am not ready to grow olddoes it begin to pain me?
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M. Kei
memento mori— the white bonesof a deerslowly sinking into the loam
an elderly friendslips into his dotage,in the distance afast moving freight trainleaves this town behind
After his strokesI did not go and see my father.
The strike of his handagainst my child face
would not allow it.
the ache of my repaired teeth,the ache of my damaged
wallet
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M. Kei
double silverrings around my smallest finger,dressing up thearthritic knuckle
playing withthe ringsplint,
watching it spinand rattle,a little like my mind
the willow treetumbled but not toppled,nearly leafless,but its roots still cling to a rocky shore
Her favorite flower,daisies decorate her casket.
At the grave side servicemy brother remarks, “Mom’sreally pushing up daisies now.”
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Michael Ketchek
the steam pipes banging completely out of rhythm
with the old jazz recordpacking up grandma’s thingsfor the move to the nursing home
wet snow falls onthe old lady’s blue hairit takes a long timethe short walk to her Buick
old man with Alzheimer’sgets no visitorshaving outlived everyoneeven himself
listening tothat 1968 recording I can almost imaginethe better world I thought
we’d be living in today
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Michael Ketchek
getting old when was the last timeI worried aboutblowing out my speakers— Cream’s White Room on the oldies station
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Larry Kimmel
touch . . . touch . . .the skipping stone hitsthe farther bank . . .suddenly I am oldand understand nothing
here where the riveris wide and smoothand red leaves drift by slowly— here . . . remembering whenthe dream was clear
the river snakesacross the plain intothe blue distance— it’s not so much a fear of what’s to comeas of nothing left to do
season’s end.in the field above the house tonighta lone chirring— o brother cricketI know I know
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Larry Kimmel
New Territory
while I sleptit snowedand a tree fellold age
uncertain as a winter road
some thingsare never going to happen againothersnever again, that way,and still others, never
having entered new territory —a tundra at dusk— I await,anxious and somewhat fearful,the undefined adventure
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Larry Kimmel
as twilight gathers,the white boulder inthe stone fencegrows luminous— some things take a lifetime
along a narrow sidewalk as two lovers pass me,the snag of a privet on my sleeve
in rural Vermont we strollinto an October calender
timethe enemy of lovers
at the chapel window the wind-stirred bittersweet . . .lately,and I don’t know why,great age seems unnecessary
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Larry Kimmel
looking up, I gazeat the faded reds and goldsof an autumn hillside— the story in the old tapestry not at all what I remembered
the scrape of curleddry leaves along the patio—
whether I write itor not the past is now only so much literature
first lightand again I’m brewing coffee— like an anton a moebius stripthis dailiness of survival
where a careful stitching patches the screendoor,toil-cracked fingers snap beans— her bib apronall day, every day but Sunday
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Larry Kimmel
scuffling through dry leavesthis blue October day— when did it leave me,
exactly,my strong confident stride?
since morning 3 pears on a green plate are 2— aloneI craft these wintry lines,the afternoon silent as granite
journal entry— a word I no longer understandwritten on a day I likened to
a New England postcard autumn
this creek torrential in spring a trickle now
all the things in methat wanted voice
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Doreen King
After Twenty Years now he has embarkedon a new affairi stir my stew that brims and bubbles
with bones and gristle for one pondering
whether my rambling rose will flower againthe other woman
walks by
come evening waiting for love's arrivalat my broken gatethere are only night cloudsfor me to look at
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Doreen King
Three Flowers for My Daughters
like old times we have ourselvesa good holiday the pink bell flowers
brighter than ever while my daughtermakes tea because i cannoti idly watcha bee landon the next aster
my daughtersbring home to mepetalsof the yellow mountain rosein overwhelming sunlight
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Kathy Kituai
eager to greetthe gray haired womanin the mirror,getting to know megetting to know her
I traveledover sixty yearsto be hereat the centerof this climbing rose
lavendercolourless and dry— old as you areI brush against youdizzy with your perfume
softer than usualthose women who say Hello
what is it they seeyour arthritis my gray hairor two lovers holding hands?
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Kathy Kituai
how truthful the treesoutstretched and bare this winterno leaves to clothe them— how honest your nakednesshere beside me in old age
It’s not autumn yet well at least not for a week— how soon the leaves falland all those golden yearstumbling tumbling from my mind
are they clichésthe last of the falling leavesgolden and tornfriends come togetherdrift away far too soon
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Philomene Kocher
over the yearsthe wound on the elmhas closed and healedlike the placein my heart
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Don LaMure
in the park laughing at the small stageaging Granddad
waits anxiously for the show’s endto become heaven’s newest puppet
pleasant picnicalong a passing streamtime is frozenas I hear my audible groangetting up to find my coat
popping dropson the blurry windshieldcascading down out of sight waiting to pick up my new glasses
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Gary LeBel
Nothing to be said
The boy breakfasts happily with his grandfatherat a Tennessee motel,one path his Disney slippers
will always remember taking.
Ashen, the moon above usas we lose ourselves to old times,the cinders of memoriesblowing hearts gently to flame again
Longing once hammered into gold leaf by fierce desirecuriously now has its own wooden handle.
First light comes
and then a town slowly rouses:how infrequently
we herald each fresh day with the trumpets of a monarch.
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Gary LeBel
Nothing to be saidafter twenty or more years
with mouths dry as sandfrom the deserts we left behind
in our footsteps.
The god offered its hand which was a leaf, and then said, Greetings,and turned into wind: NNNice to meet you,I stammered, too slow to changeinto anything else.
Pan would soon runfrom these woodlands foreverif only he knew
what secrets are wilting inside my heart.
At times late at night
when the day’s eyes are dreaming the rooms of every housein which I’ve ever livedplay Hide and Seek.
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Gary LeBel
What’s in my heart? About a thousand broken threads,and a handful of afternoonsI wove into a tunic
to keep it warm.
This is how big,the boy showed with his arms,the measure of a worldas yet without citiesonly low-lying farms.
So many yearsI let spill to the groundyet I’m still a drunkard
wiping this summer day on my sleeve.
After thousands of miles
and a few dozen years,in hayfields I tunneledthrough the grass at ten,I go barefoot again.
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Gary LeBel
Excitedly,she turns to a page so luminousit glows:I put on my glasses
to see a star in its throes.
somehow the melodies of childhoodlive on in the bonesfor I heard yours crack just now: what song?
Three hundred and eleven yearsof experience lay in the ward’s four bedsbut the sounds of leavesstriking glass behind the curtains
was all I could hear.
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Gary LeBel
Temporary Throne
With two kids in carsI wonder where the time went,but then again,the shore never asks the river
where it’s been.
How does it go,that song Frank Sinatra sings?asks my octogenarian fatherteaching me his way of remembering things.
All my old lovesare gone, she sighedas her palsied hand nudgedmy cowlick aside
Watching Capra together
I said, Everything’s easy in black and white. Then maybe it’s color,says my old dad chuckling,
why things ain’t right.
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Gary LeBel
Do dolphins get old?the child had asked.
Yes, Sweetie, but the oceanlooks after them,
until the last.
Late-summer kudzuenvelops the old pinesin tall columns of leaf,history returning the sword to its sheath.
After hours on the trail,it’s as if the woodshad smiled,grateful for the timbrein the voice of a child.
These long lonely shores
today I know with certainty that some are not builtfor a life
without crows.
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Gary LeBel
On a busy street cornerthe same old man sits day upon day as if waiting to hear the next name
Robespierre will say.
Field after fieldof dun-colored goldenrod
way past its primethat sound of a door being slammedI pretend isn’t mine.
For each mud-turtle,its warm noon stonecradled in the poplar’s roots,I, too, rule the day from my temporary throne.
With these gentler mornings
of landscapes drapedin tepid miststhe world also quiets,shortens its lists.
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Gary LeBel
Straight through the fleshthe autumn wind races,
whitening the soul’s leavesand ballooning like a spinnaker
their ageless tree.
Sawing the brushwoodfor an evening’s fire by the surf,I sense in a glancemy grown children’s own measurementof kerf.
A half century of tideshas smoothed our footprintsinto loose sand againto where did you follow it,the path you began then?
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Angela Leuck
forty-first birthday looking at watches—so many different stylesall of them telling of time rushing by
spring cleaning I shake the dust from
white lace curtainsand wonder where she went— the girl who dreamt of bridal veils
watching the new organistI weave fantasiesof a life together— evening light shinesthrough the stained glass lilies
men’s eyesstill follow the curveof her waist— letting myself go I grumblelike Martha in her kitchen
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Angela Leuck
first day of autumnthe spring flower display still in the window of the beauty salonI choose the younger cut
through the window a glimpse of a younger versionof myself— she and her escort rush pasther long silk scarf streaming behind
waiting at the crossing as the train rumbles pastplenty of timeto considermy own heavy freight
outside the wind picks up— remembering how it blew
when I was young impatient for the paradeto begin
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Bob Lucky
too old to divetoo young to accept I can’t— Ultimate FrisbeeI realize I’m wearing my reading glasses
I’ve lived long enoughto see the futility in converting— kilometers or milesI’m just along for the ride
dodging wheelchairschoking on lilac perfume— geriatric clinicgranny tells meit won’t be long
it’s notthe thinning hairI mind . . . buttrimming the bush in my earsplucking the end of my nose
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Bob Lucky
once I’m truly oldI hope to understandyouth— the time I spent looking for everything I had
anniversary in the elevatorI squeeze your ass— a quarter century onyou still get pissed off
the schlepto the toiletin the dark— the bang of the seatthe cracking of knees
“when I was your age”— I catch myself just in timenot to make a fool of or fool myself
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Bob Lucky
I haven’t spokento my father in a year— complications
with his hearing aidhe can hear everything
life’s ups and downsmake for a long journey,clichéd existence— but at the end of the lineI’d like to push up daisies
relativesliving and deadscatteredfrom sea to shining sea— and in the seas
at his funeralno one knows
what to say— generic phrases molda life out of death
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Bob Lucky
I’ve lived half my life with the same woman— new hairstyleover a cup of coffeeshe gives me that old look
half awakeI hear a soundlike your laughter— is this how it will beafter you’re dead?
I no longer desireto go down every lane— adventurelies in the long way roundto the shortcut home
a paperweight bustof Chairman Mao on the shelf— chic Chinese caféthe masses here are too young to be wary of the past
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Bob Lucky
who knew the world wasn’t flatback then
we ventured outand never dreamt it would end
when I sing the song I wrote for you long ago,it hurts— both my passion and my rangehave settled down to earth
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Jeanne Lupton
in this townof the elderly and their parentsi am oneof the bundled-up women
walking in the noonday sun
let her gothat lithe summer girlit’s autumnand she never thoughtto linger
60th Septemberhoneybees wildin yellow blossomsI was bornfor middle age
from summer hills we watchthe shooting starsmy last auntand I
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Laura Maffei
Thanksgiving— in the guest bathroom
with the fancy soapsshe ignores the new wattleunder her chin
the fold-out kneelerin the Catholic church— these past few yearsshe really needsthat vinyl cushion
noting in the mirrorI’m of an age now
when a slight flushdoes wonders
bank clerk— is she older than me?or do we alllook a little bit wornaround the mouth now?
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Laura Maffei
her mother’sfavorite flowermy mother choosesfor the china patternof her retirement
neighborhoodbeauty salon— I wonder athow roughly they brushthe old women’s hair
this friend who made out with the same boy in college— when exactly did we start discussing colonoscopies?
I leavethe silver strandalone in my hairthinking I ought to havea little wisdom by now
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Thelma Mariano
a sudden hushthe day before Christmasat the nursing homethey wheel out the body bag of a woman I knew
chilly day— I pore through a book of exotic flowersso many times I’ve settledfor less than the real thing
inertia when I try to move forwardI wish my life
were more like the river— how effortlessly it flows
a night train whistlesas a pale orange moonbrightens the sky love with all its beauty leaves notes of sadness behind
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Terra Martin
uncle tellsthe same old story
without missing a beatour deaf auntnods
the bathroomnow, becomesa revolving door
where, age winsover beauty
the notched shadowsof bare branchesswaying the many forksof lost memories
in a water glassinstead of a treeappearing nightly the wonderlandof a dentured smile
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Terra Martin
sweeping the spider webout of a cornerI recallyour last wish
grandmother says“he never listens”
winking grandfather turnsup his hearing aid
armed with trifocalsready to battlethe crusade of a second marriage
after teaching my aunt photoshopall her imageshave becometen years younger
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Terra Martin
dressed for dinnerat the retirement homethe musical chairsof women out-numbering men
the catmeandersout on a limb
with grandmother’steeth
wind-beaten fernsagainst the rocksthe dry whispersof night nurses
withdrawing care
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Francis Masat
Do youremember allthe things we planned to do,the places we would go some day?Did you?
Saturday Party in an Alzheimer’s unitHappy Birthday sung again-and-again and thenagain-and-again again
folks gather arounda new face—with one suitcasein a noisy loungeto hear the same old storiestold by family and friends
willows— old folksbending with the windI listen to the soundof Grandfather’s watch
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Francis Masat
a ribbonno longer holdsthin silver hairno longer holdsa ribbon
the stack of booksI want to readgets higher
sleeping moreas I get older
out of Mom’s wheel chaira tattered doll tumblesMother and I smileshare a glass of waterin the empty dining room
sunset— alone on the roadI climb the last hillshadows creepacross my path
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Francis Masat
fireplace— the last glow from Grandpa’s treethe last crackling soundsfrom Grandma’s piano
sunset beachashes blow in a memorialan open handreceives a shell
fall leaves— pinned on the wallsfor show and tellat schooland at the rest home
bleeding hearts in bloomI open a Valentinefrom an ex-loverhis name the sameas my grandson’s
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Francis Masat
something about shelves,how they arethe collectorsand wethe collection
Mom’s attic— silence hangson her medals
cobwebs fill the archof my ballet slippers
Key West retirementI pick ripe tomatoesin warm February sunlightafter watching the Weather Channelrepeat its blizzard reports
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Karen McClintock
All her daysin one house,living with cats and ivy— and the memory of her fiancé,
who died young.
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Michael McClintock
as a young poetI traveled to Innisfreeto draw out the root:the lake was a small, mean placeand no swans anywhere
tell me a story make it lastall night
the child is deadwho asked this
I sit up watching the summer moon fade
a man my agewhen awakenedcan’t sleep again
going back to my unpacking . . .one winter long agoall I could think of were thesebreaking waves
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Michael McClintock
day after day loveless, doing my dutiesthe years passtrampled to deathby mammoths
a few were right to call mean idiottonight I think of them
with deep fondness
the old waysback to the fieldsreliably
when winter endsthe water remembers
today there’s an houryou want to catchand linger over—
mulching the garden,toes gripping the earth
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Michael McClintock
for longevity I drink this teaof rare herbs;on the hazy peak an old pine gathers dew
silenceseeks the centerof every tree and rock,the thing we hold closest— the end of songs
an old photoof my parentsyoung and happy—
of all the things I own,that is the saddest
admiring the oak and knowing, of course,I haven’t the strengthor roots, or simple desireto stand so long in one place
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Michael McClintock
planning a funeral— as in daily lifearguing each and every small point
coming back as a corpsesurprised us— twenty years he’d savedfor that vacation in Europe
for myself,tears have never come easy yet now I’m feeling I might have done betterto have really let go
about problemsof middle-age,I don’t know—
what are the chancesI’ve forgotten a few?
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Michael McClintock
crossing the borderfrom hill country to mountain,the veeries grow distantand something else falls away my heart wanted to keep
the moonlit cedars,an owl or two— I’d like to stay up all nightbut I’ve work for tomorrow and days grow short
a few rubber bandsto hold up my socks,I wade the shallowssearching for the shoes I lostplaying Crusoe with the tide
what a thought!to choose one’s own time and placeto lie down and die—
who’s got patiencethat monumental?
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Michael McClintock
holy ritessoftly spoken . . .I lose the wordsbut my heartknows the prayer
folding her death robe— the less brightreverse-sideof the fabric
the mausoleumand the weeping willowsinside the old brooch— slowly it dawns on methey are made of hair
closing the book— I note how the clock has movedremorselessly away from the time the day was wholeand I was immortal
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Michael McClintock
when life endsthe number of thingsI leave undone
will be fewer, if today I tell no lies
many days aftercultivating attitudesrich in depression,I go outside for the mailas if on a great journey
once I was young and once at Lake Okeechobeespring arrived
winter-thin and very late with an ibis in the willow
amid worn furnishingsstacked in the cellarI tread with care, oiling the hinges of chests, smoothing creases on dust covers
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Michael McClintock
the body dies, yesbut I’ll be right herefor you to find—
words in ink on a pageread in apple-blossom time
I saw the young girl, too,in my mother’s faceas she lay dying . . .I saw her late in the day as they left together
imagineon the last nightof the worldthe stars wake up as birdssurprised, and fly away singing
a clear, cobalt sky and a boulder’s worn hollow— here’s where I’ll sitgiving an hour to loveSeptember emptiness
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Michael McClintock
the quick robin bobs,chirping, balanced just soon a thin twig— that is how I will livemy day, too, on this earth
an aged beauty looking outon the park foliage
someone combing her white hair
some new cerealpoured in a bowl— poking at it
with a spoon, I begin to seesmall, aged faces of friends
of the many hillsheld just now in my gazeany one will dofor my ashes
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Michael McClintock
I’ll grow my rootsinto the ground,I’ll make a greenish tree;a song of sorrow keeps me late,slow-crafting this short elegy
of the summer day,a friend’s death leaves nothing— not a single colorcan be seen on the meadow or in the orchard beyond
bent with age,my neighbor the beekeeper—
what is it he does working bare-headed and aloneamong the tall sunflowers?
nursing a mouthfull of aching teeth,
well past midnightI close the book of poemsabout the solitude of mountains
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Michael McClintock
ah, bird of fallmust you fly off even beforethe last walnutsfill the basket?
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Jo McInerney
eyesight failing . . .in newspaper marginsshe draws
with a firm handthe film stars of her youth
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Vasile Moldovan
Alone with one’s thoughtsa blind man crosses the street. . .here and therethe dog brings to a stopto lie in wait for his owner
Reanimation Hall— at the head of the bedtwo white chrysanthemumsare lighting each other
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Joanne Morcom
reading his diary after all this time . . .
why didn’t heever tell methat he loved me?
lunch date with an old friend . . .I borrow her glassesto decipherthe menu
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Amy Mylander
When I look back I want to say to myself I stepped on no oneto get me to where I am.It takes hard work to bring luck.
Ruined Christmas feastmy Grandma who can NOT cook!carving shoe leather
with giblet bag still inside.Hey! Anyone for pizza?
A Colonoscopy!uncommon poetry wordBut hit fifty andPow! There it is in your face
Well. . . not really, but sort of.
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Linda Papanicolaou
thread and thimblea string of pearl buttonsmother savedmy childhood memoriesin her sewing basket
purple heartin the dresser draweryears laterhe would only talk about the food
masked ballfor Mardi Grasat the nursing homeeveryone knowsher walker
cheeks flushedby an intravenous dripas if young againshe gazes past the ceiling of the ICU
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Jack Prewitt
a dead hollyhock determinedly upright,
who dares tell ityour time has passed,you’re an embarrassment
realising how few will cometo my funeralI stop planning it,spend the money on whiskey
at a park benchtwo old timers soak up sunshinefaces full of yesterdaysand cake somebody left
my passageinto autumnal yearsall mapped outnow the botherationof falling in love again
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Jack Prewitt
her nameescapes my mindbeautifulsmells of violetssleeps in my bed
the milky way and my death poemunfinished
how stars twinkleeven for the nearsighted
a fish skeletonbleached and scouredlight as a leaf I wish my friendsfind me so in death
she tucksa sprig of golden wattlein my white hairI scowl so everyoneknows I’m not in love
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Jack Prewitt
having livedseveral concurrent lives
who is to say which is the real meand who gives a hoot
the gardenI’m too old to tendthrivesdid it really matter
which we called weeds?
the pillsfor each day separatedinto compartmentslike tiny coffins
a bed of rosesat different stagesof dying
what is love called when it has withered?
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Patricia Prime
lingeriediscardedfor flannelnow he is no longer hereto see me at bedtime
retirement party the barbecue set outbeneath a treeI planted thirty years agoat the height of my youth
the elderly mantakes a radiointo churchto get the cricket scoresmeanwhile singing lustily
cows bellow as they hear his stepsacross the paddock the crunch of gravel beneaththe old man’s farming boots
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Patricia Prime
a Shakespeare volumeits woody pagescurling with ageI remember saving my pocket money to buy it
so much sunshinein the old photographsin the albumghosts staring back at meumber in the fading light
out of placeand suddenly oldin a night-spot
where my daughtercelebrates her graduation
grandfather— I see him reading in the afternoonsitting with a glass of wineand a half-smile on his face
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Patricia Prime
granny returnsto her family from an overseas trip— plastered on her walkertravel stickers
a war veterancrouches at the bus stopsipping wine
while the moon shines abovehere is his bed for the night
my neighbourleans on her walking stick to talk to mebeside the picket fenceshe once used to leap over
broken hipshe lies on a gurney in the hospitalnaked feet poking beneathone thin blanket
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Patricia Prime
dementia— she doesn’t know my namebut remembersthe scent of day liliesI bring from her garden
second-hand shopmy granddaughter and Isearch through dressesfor her ‘sixties’ dress-upbirthday party
picking up the boxcontaining his ashesits heavinesssurprises me to tears
it’s not in sleepyou come to haunt mebut in little things;the scent of after-shave,an old letter or a song
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Patricia Prime
grandfatheran old man in his chairpeeling apples
with his penknife for a childhardly able to walk
inheriting this garden from my husbandI miss his bleached hatmy inexperienced handsdon’t know what to hope for
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Carol Raisfeld
Starlight
the new dress,a moving gardenof peonies …she smiles and I see
her mother again
we gather acorns,laughing as music flaresin the park . . .most of all I rememberthe joy in her smile
visiting day . . .at noon, her eyes quietas she rocksback and forth singing the same child’s song
in dying light
the doctor touches mother’suncombed hair . . .old knotty willows brushthe windows with snow
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Carol Raisfeld
in the hospiceshe whispers “hold me”and pressing into the beat of my heart
she lets go . . .
broken-hearted,he breakfastsin his son’s kitchensipping teafrom her favorite cup
looking up,mother loved the night sky;her eyes smiling . . .can I open her graveto let the starlight in?
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Carol Raisfeld
all the yearsof fitting our bodies togetherand stillheat spirals at your touch. . . your mouth, magic
sparking memories,I talk about the children . . .in the quiettouching your cheek’s curve,you don’t know my name
so many stars!how will I find youbeyondthe moon, pleasestill be there for me
the winter windswirls a light brown leaf the colorof my mother’s shawl . . .I can still feel its softness
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Carol Raisfeld
you dozeto the sound of my voice,remembering my face a moment ago . . .please, don’t go away
wedding day she treats herself to a bikini wax— her grandma’s moustachenewly bleached
the snow,it seems heavierthis year . . .your back, my back,resting side by side
nodding into sleepthe breath of the moonon your back;I pull you closer, holding the light between us.
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Carol Raisfeld
how bittersweetthat last look in your eyesknowing allthe might-have-beensnow are truly gone
pink slipperscrossed, she lingersover tea . . .sympathy cardscatch the winter light
at the reunionin the middle of a crowd
we hugged . . .a smile to melt the winterhe stayed the night
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Moira Richards
odd painslittle twingesjust ageI tell myself not wanting to know more
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Edward Rielly
warm, still day— our daughter expecting her first child,love growing each monthinside each one of us
each week a different floweropens. . .our impatient waitfor the next grandchild
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Alexis Rotella
Before bedI read the Thesaurus
wizened another wordfor shriveled— the pill I need to fall asleep.
Old high-school friendsmeeting under the choke-cherry the excitement, the hellosand how are yous,then out of things to say.
Mallards quacking on Old Man Creek and you and I, as we approachold age, still searching for a place that feels like home.
Years ago I saw the painting of a woman
walking alone on Christmas Eveunder a full silvery moonand tonight I think of her.
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Alexis Rotella
I misdialed Mom’s numberbut the woman
who answered remembered meas a childso we talked about her flowers.
The widow’ssmall gardenthe scarecrow she maderesembles herself.
A lullaby in the nursing homesung by one old womanto another.
My 61st birthday approaches . . .Grandma,
what are you doing in my mirror?
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Alexis Rotella
Wishing for the Impossible My angry friendtells me over lunchhow her husbandat eighty-four
no longer wants to travel.
Then maybe it’s time for youto travel by yourself,I tell her. . .but she’d rather blame himfor ruining her life.
He used to be so adventurous,she continues,and now he won’t even goto a restaurant. . .says they’re too noisy.
The hearing aid he spent
a fortune for?It sits in a drawer. . .our every conversationa yelling match.
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Alexis Rotella
I look back at his photothe young manI first met— how I loved him then,
how I still love the man he was.
I want him back,the man I married. . .she tells me, weeping. . .
he’s never coming back, I say,don’t torture yourself.
Old age,it’s such a curse, she says,I envy the young peoplejust starting out. . .their possibilities.
Why waste another moment
wishing for impossible things?It’s not too lateto train your mindto accept what is.
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Alexis Rotella
What would you know about aging? she snaps. . .
Are you some self-appointedmaster of wisdom. . .
who has all the answers?
The tempura arrives. . .it seems to floaton its white cloud-plate;
The wooden Buddhaon the counter silent.
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Alexis Rotella
Surprise party I carry in the cake
with 80 candles burning Aunt Millie screams The piano is on fire!
Her riches gonethe old womanin the nursing homeevery star now her diamond.
After throwing outthe withered vineinto a pile of weeds,a single morning-glory pale, but blooming.
All the memoriesI chose not to makeout of shynessor afraid what someone
would think.
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Alexis Rotella
For a full yearI watched my uncle dieand now this morning in the mirrorthe face of grief.
Should I have brought upher face lift?My friend who oncerevealed her soul, now her wordsas thin as filo.
My friend who waits tablesleaves a dollarfor our elderly waitress— not eventen percent.
Buying mums in every shademy elderly motheris coming to visit;the elation I feel in my heartdays before her arrival.
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Alexis Rotella
He doesn’t remember a thing about his childhoodexcept for honeysuckle vines . . .
The famous bard tells meas we walk Robert Frost’s dirt road.
Her blind datehe talks abouthis three marriagesthat went sour,and his recent heart attack.
I walk on eggsaround herthe woman who learnedface reading from her Chinese grandmother.
The sound of distant musicas I awakemy 90-year-old unclechanting prayersin an ancient tenor’s voice.
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Alexis Rotella
We may never seeone another again, old friendDean Martin’s voiceon the loudspeakerslipping away like silk.
Life is good again,I tell my motheron the phone— I’m so relieved, she says,
with an illness of her own.
In clinic this morning,the spirit of bambooan old man with back painstands a little straighter,a little more himself.
Still I get wobbly before I passthe construction siteold enoughto be their mother.
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Alexis Rotella
Towing a womanthrough another autumnof her life,a retriever the colorof maple leaves.
Both brothersin their winter yearsthe cold moonbetween them from the start
will be there till the end.
I rode all nighton the dream-train,Dad,trying to find youafter you died.
Breakfast is ready,my husband callsMy 66-year old love,I only met youyesterday.
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Alexis Rotella
Tibetan god of longevity— now that I’m 60, I placethe mask in the Good Will binfor some otherstarry-eyed seeker.
At sixty-one,my aunt rides with mefor the first time–
why do I feel like a teenager who just got her license?
It refusesto be erasedby the morning fog old ragged pineon the hillside.
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Max Ryan
wedding pages— the bride,my old flame’s daughter,mocks me
with her mother’s eyes
overnight train— an old couple savourtheir home-made supperin the window glassI nurse my cardboard tray
ninety years oldDad reads his Li Po,phone off the hook,I listen to mountain winds
watch the mist roll in
broken windowstall grass over the front path…nobody lives hereyet, on the breezethe voice of a child
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Max Ryan
wave after wavedies on the shoreeighty years are gonethe tidehas no way of turning
that old manmade his fortune gambling,ran off with the mayor’s wifehe’ll buy you a drink if you listen awhile
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Naoko Kishigami Selland
I remembertraces of hopscotchon the roada placeto come home
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Adelaide B. Shaw
another spring and I easily forgetmy age;for a few weeks I float
with cherry blossoms
coiled energy— this October sunshinereleases a spring;all that I have done,all that I wish to do
sleep and snow falling— before we leave, sage advicefrom our children;in this progression of life
when did we shift roles?
the beach sunset— with hands held tightly we witness changes;deeper and deeper huesuntil the light is gone
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Adelaide B. Shaw
is there spring againat the end of our winteror is that a talespun of gossamer threadsto soothe the weary?
high school yearbook— the springtime smilesof hope;my best friend’s nameon a stone marker
pushing through the day small reminders of ageforce a slower pace;this season of winter becomesa quieter time
lately my thoughts slipinto the long past;so ripe and pungentthese memories, I couldpluck one whole
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Adelaide B. Shaw
sacks of leaves— a tale for the grandchildrenabout bonfires;so much forgotten
with progress
which face is mine,the one in the mirroror in the phototaken fifty years agobefore life happened
he takes my handsqueezing tightly as he did
when I was fiveI fought the restrictionnow I let him lead
your birthday today so many years we came
with gifts of love;a spring celebrationno longer observed
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Adelaide B. Shaw
daffodilspoking up through ivy,brown with winter burn;the “what ifs” and “could have beens”forgotten in spring’s arrival
the family tableall the stains and scratchesunder a lace cloth;how can I remove memoriesleft by those who have gone?
summer heatin the shade of bougainvilleahe sips coffee alone;the deep paths of memory lining his face
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Andrew Shimield
those thumbnail children we conceivedthat were not born
—I never think of themat least I say I never do
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Billy Simms
ashesmy grandfather’s lifepacked in an urnmy father and Ihave nothing to say
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Guy Simser
still, sixty-years onacid-etched neurons fireSparky’s one patch facenot found until spring plowed into a snowbank
in a Tiger Mothmy open cockpit stall-spinah yes, Icarus(as I loop-the-loop, twice)I understand
in black and whiteshe and I hugging the old corn silo
who of us then, had heardof a phallic symbol
Imagine! Neverthanking mom for rowing beside me each day that July, just to prove thatI too, could swim a half-mile
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Guy Simser
this lake’s twilighta watercolour washreflecting onthat little gold starfrom my art teacher
another monthanother pale mole popsmy thin skindemanding of me, againa pious acquiescence
vitreous humourthese floating grey thingsdriving me crazy
writing poems of aging gracefully
in the coffeehousereading Kafka againperhaps my last timefrom someone’s iPod, Wherehave all the young men gone?
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Guy Simser
moonlight reflectionon the creek’s furrowed snow a casket’s satin naponce again, I bury themmom and dad
old toad, sloe eyed andsinking into clay, I amyour echo—both youand I, croaking and slipping backwards our own way
seventy yearsand dying for a last danceshad fliesat eventide
that brilliant full moon which only traces by hisbedside window frameeach late spring, greatly pleases this old man
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Guy Simser
The firefly’s ardouron and off, on and off an old man’s memory of nature’s heatin tall wet grass
yes, I do stompat my age, green-eyedby this bog by that cocky glee clubof swollen-head frogs
starless nighta test for atheistsdying like meto sneak a peek, beforethe last cock crows
now, with four childrenand our careers long goneit dawns on mehow much my dear Janloves to just sit, and chat
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Guy Simser
This visible lossof body massmy soulshedding baggagebefore final flight
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Paul Smith
toothlesssmiling back at mefrom the mirrorthis man who saidhe’d never grow old
memories and hairbegin to leave
with the passageof so many moons
shuffling along the high streetalways a stepor twoafter my thoughts
once so tautand smooththis skin of mineno longer seemsto fit
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Paul Smith
hanging by a threadthe last leaves of autumngrowing oldno longerjust a thought
those two little boysnearly forty now can’t quite believehow much has changedhow much they haven’t
presented withher to do listI ponder
whose life is itI am living
by the window watching the willow bending in the wind
wondering what freedomI really have
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Richard Stevenson
the emerald hour— that time when the grassis its deepest green,cottonwoods whisper
what the wind knows.
ash in the pipe— grass a deeper greenin the shade;the retriever appraises me
with his one good eye
Making a big show of folding yellowed notesinto paper planes,our sad history teacherimportunes the third floor breeze.
red-cheeked apples— prettier than they taste;prettier still wizened
with snow caps, waiting for the cedar waxwings
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Richard Stevenson
“Nothing gold can stay,”the plaque on the bench says— the mourning dove coosthe same few notesin the branches above
Younger in lamplight,your shoulders beneath the sheetheave gently, your eyessofter, no crow’s feet, laugh lines— briefly the girl I married
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André Surridge
a photographof my great great grandfatherDr. Ponsonby carrying his Gladstone bag a part of him in me
another fallthis time a broken hipthe old man groanshe’s sick of hospitalsick of it all
obituary the sum of someone’s lifein a paragraphfleeting wisps of cloudthis wild spring day
losing my hairon the wash basinscattered strandsthe setting sun througha thinning silver birch
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André Surridge
shaving mirroris that really megrey going on whiteget out of here!
Otaki Beachthe old man next door
walks the dog a long leash hanging outof his car window
meeting an old friendunmistakable accenta plum in his mouththey say he talks that way because of his dentures
complainshe’s off fishing againdoesn’t she know a diet rich in troutprevents senior moments
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André Surridge
aching back getting dressed to visitthe doctorthankful to the inventorof velcro on these shoes
health scarea timely reminderthat life is shortremembering the nameof a forgotten flower
he borrowsher tweezers to pluck grey hairsfrom both earsand the bridge of his nose
wisteriabranches entwinedold loversthe deeper resonanceof their embrace
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André Surridge
playing marbles with his toddler grandsonfor five minutesgrandma has to helpthe old man back to his feet
searching through the phone book the pagecloser to his nosethe numbers still fuzzy
Age Concern Centremeeting her for the first timeshe tells me aboutflooding her kitchen twice inten minutes conversation
winter winda creak in the big oak end of the day the all over acheof old age
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André Surridge
running lateforgetting where I putthe car keysmy ten-year-old grandsonfinds them in the fridge
café lunchold friends talk about old timesfifty years marriedstill finishing each other’ssentences
meal timetraffic jam at the rest home
wheelchairs and walkersthe clatter of cutlery as it falls to the floor
running onto the ground to fieldthe cricket balla little boy spectator
was it really fifty summers ago?
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André Surridge
the old woman with a walking stick bent overher daughter’s gravelike a question mark
in the mirrorthe shock of it allthe tragedy— can this broken downold thespian be me?
in my dreamI grow younger, walk talland straight againthe wind gathers blossomsfastens them to the trees
from the groundeven on tiptoeI cannot reachthe oak’s lowest branchplanted when I was born
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André Surridge
chronic illnessthe hill I climb to getback to the housefrom the letterboxday after day after…
her firstpension chequeshe spends iton champagne and caviarand a shirt for her boyfriend
favourite printCanaletto’s Veniceafter thirty yearscolours have lost their lustremy hair thinning to grey wisps
funeral serviceone by one the mourners leaveI pausea moment to reflect
who will be next?
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André Surridge
I am an old foolto think that your love for meis anything morethan that of a good friend
whose company you enjoy
I thought true lovecould only be experiencedonce in a lifetimeyet here it comes againthe rose has a second flowering
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George Swede
A sunny day yet a surge of despairand a dull ache— once more things unspokenhave their say
Last night’s dream the firstin which I no longer wasa younger man— I square my shouldersin the heavy summer air
The autumn meadow awash with the colorsof wild flowersyet an autumn chillhas entered my bones
Morning bedroom sun:the new leg and foot veinsan updated mapof all the roadsin this particular life
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George Swede
Still in the shedgrandfather’s bootscovered with the mudfrom his last sowing—againI leave them there
Mother has senta photo of her facelift— behind her an ancientFrench cathedralcovered with scaffolding
The cemetery more green than the park across the street— once more only good deedsin today’s obits
Among the tall pinesa mass grave in whichmy father’s bones might lie— the green grass flat fromthe weight of its length
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George Swede
Side by sidethe same way they used to siton the country store porchthe three old timersin their graves
With us from the startalmost four decades agothis stainless steel teapotstill reflects facesnow scratched and blurred
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Carolyn Thomas
approaching sixty reaching to place the milk cartonin a dish cupboard— how did i become someonei don’t recognize?
the winter moontoo bright to gaze uponbut for moments at a time. . .i close my eyes and feel the windon my age-lined face
carrying excess weightthat age has broughti move a little slowerand take more timeto learn a new game
my mother-in-law the things she says out loudthat she wouldn’t have said
when she was young— i find myself saying them too
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Marc Thompson
riding a busthrough the Oklahoma heatan old womantells everything that mattersto someone else’s son
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Michael Thorley
an old tapeof my piano practicecaught your voicecalling out my namefrom a long way away
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Julie Thorndyke
I fold your shirtempty your trouser pocketsof coins, cryptic wordson crumpled paper, the lastnote you ever wrote yourself
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John Samuel Tieman
this morning I founda Mass card for an old frienddead now 14 yearsI don’t know where the time wentsitting here all afternoon
original artcovers my living room wallbut all I see isthe blank tv screen in whichan old man is reflected
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Kozue Uzawa
a winter apple treegrowing inside meI protect it keeping my heart warm
seeing one leafless treein the backyardmy mind slantstoward winter
a tiny green frog on my palm jumpedinto the pondI still remember the airof that prairie August
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Geert Verbeke
cliff-dwelling swallowsgather for new migrationour mother still singsgolden hits of yesterday down by the lazy river
sonorous echoesof the Himalayan bowlssounds of Kathmandumother gazes with open mouthon her head a newspaper
a family tree with so many special names vanished in timeon mother’s bedside tablea few weather-beaten faces
mum slips out againfrom the party for a walk how fragile the night
who does this hat belong to who does this head belong to
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Geert Verbeke
on her night tableone wrinkled airline ticketand her old pillboxa stewardess with a pastnow flying without future
on her garden chairthe summer vegetablesand a love letterall higgledy-piggledy the addressee is unknown
the whole family congregate in the rest homeuncork the red winemum is a sleeping beauty nothing to disturb the peace
on the windowsilla sparrow frozen to deathmum points with her headshe remains silent for hourslater in the day she will scream
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Geert Verbeke
in the goldfish bowlmother throws one of her pillsin troubled waterthe goldfish floats on his back exasperatingly slow
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Ella Wagemakers
year’s endthe stones on whichI stumbleas worn outas my knees
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Linda Jeannette Ward
somewherethere’s that lost sister who’salso grown old . . . iceat the pond’s edgeopens to patterns of lace
Mother advisedfill a treasure boxto leave for your heirs. . . how to containthe moon in your touch in spring
forgotten faceof the tall strangerI waltzed with all nightthe brush of his linen suitmy only memory
flamenco with closed eyessnaps and flourishesfrom the aged woman’s handsall the tales of her life
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Linda Jeannette Ward
like a preludeto the final movementall these little deathsin lovemaking emptiness becomes full
encasedin crepe paper skinand reptilian elbowsI forget how they clash
with tee-shirt and jeans
if I live long enough will this lifeshriveled to a black crustbegin to peel asskin from a roasted pepper
lemon moon— adolescent angereven in old agethe realization that youthink I’m someone I’m not
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Linda Jeannette Ward
a heavy moonlights one side of the housethe sun rises on the other— too late to start againtoo soon to die
only at sixteendid she take the risksshe takes now at sixty . . . all those years in betweenthinking there was something to lose
promisesof our life togetherbarren now, this buddleia
where butterflies coloredits summer bloom
I peer out atthe resurrection of spring from a prison of dead cellsand misfiring neuronsthat will never rise again
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Linda Jeannette Ward
walled up aliveinside this withering shellI give up the fightand wait to be absorbedinto the large womb
more and more this needto discard all these thingsand start over again . . .the apple tree cracksunder the weight of apples
old now, I quitmy secure job anyway
walk a cold beachuntangle drowned ladybugsfrom tide-line detritus
another year gone by waiting for the right timeto leave . . .the old mill’s dune of sawdusthard packed by rain
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Linda Jeannette Ward
the years behind suddenly longer than the years ahead— in the flooded churchyardthe couple’s tombstonesprop each other up
calmly dressing herfor last ritesuntil the sightof the finely darned patchon her gown
seventy-fiveon her wedding day late winter winds— the uprooted apple treeblossoms
turned twenty last monthsixty the week after— in the curtain’s sheer lining just a single flashof firefly
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Linda Jeannette Ward
aging now I yearn more and morefor wildernessand one night of love
with a total stranger
what world did you inhabitMotherthose final yearsthe path through the moongatea tangle of vines
dangerousto live as if there had been a startand will be a finishto this life
in the coleus planterthe lushest leavesnibbled to tatters in the nightthe relentless subtractionof what I once was
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Linda Jeannette Ward
Father measures his declineby the number of choresleft undone: goldenrod
woven through oak railsthe bluebird house door, open
last spring’s golden koisuspended beneath thick ice— through days of hampered movementsometimes the vague glimmerof that imprisoned self
lightly touching the inside of her thighshis fingershelp her to rememberhow to tango
a Picassofor the end of this lifebroken blue edgesrearranged in waysunrecognizable
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Linda Jeannette Ward
our initials etchedinto a beeswax candlemelted to a hardened pool. . . such a deep red we burnedfor one long winter’s night
still, these risky fantasiesenticing to try . . .once I walked dangerous streets
with endless timeto find a safe path again
declining moonfeathered by tracery clouds. . . outside the free clinica hooker’s gray rootsas she lights a cigarette
having cleared upall the mysteries of lifein my younger daysI sink into time collapsedlike a Dali clock gone mad
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Linda Jeannette Ward
not stealthily as it came to Fumikobut hammering like a hungry woodpeckerthese visits from what’s to come
old cat so thin . . .autumn windbrushes my cheek
with a kissof winter
pointillism in brownlove letterslayered in tatted lacespotted as the handsthat refold them
your giftof a cedarwood boxfrom the prime of my lifei return to you
with the ashes of my poems
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Linda Jeannette Ward
Father’s stroke-free handreaches for mine . . .a tiny spider, green, greenand translucent as sea glassdescends from the bedside lamp
in a library book of living willssomeone’s suicide note
written on the back of a prescription for pain
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Ellen Weston
time wastedin being goodfor a myth— Santa never comesto our nursing home
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Liam Wilkinson
the gaps betweenmy visits to you,like the handleon your shoehorn,grow longer and longer
the long lineof namesbefore you reachthe right one—
mine
all your healthy years,maroon sweaters andSunday papers, fallbehind you as you walk the wrong way
as anotherfamily argument risesover the tableI catch youremoving your hearing-aid
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Liam Wilkinson
your frail fingersinside the clock— you’re still
working the world outfrom the inside
in the darknessof the wardrobehis old uniformstill standsto attention
after both bypass and pacemakeryou still live by the old songsand smilethough your heartis aching
even though your handscan no longer mend them,
we go on saving the things we have brokenfor you
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Stephanie Williams
my hands tiedto a celloall the thingsI could never say on my own
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Jim Wilson
Memorial Day afternoon sun and shadowsa cool ocean breezean old man cleans a gravestonehis grandchildren are busy
a lifetime passeshow many years have gone by?how many full moons?twenty million years agothe valley was filled with ice
I do not feel wellthis happens more often now,since the surgery.
A river in fierce full flooddrags whole forests to the sea.
gray in the mirror,I refuse to die my hair,indulge in despair;brittle scattered autumn leaves,a car with lots of mileage
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Fran Witham
caring formy old, ailing dog I hope someone will beas kind to mein my last days
a passing strangerasking for the timecalls me Ma’am , not Miss :through bare oak branchesa gray November sky
a simplequestion:
when I’m gone will I know I’m gone?
as the cold, gray weatherdescendsas the holiday charadebeginsI hold on by a strand
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Harold Wright
Looking Back on Youth Tanka
Were I young againI’d probably do all over
all I did back then,except I’d have more courage
in sports and kissing girls.
Were I ten againI know that I’d take a dive
from the highest boardInstead of splashing girls
over at the shallow end.
Were I twelve or soI wouldn’t just run away
from the big mean guy I’d go and get my bike back
even if it took a club.
I’d not put on boots
and wade through whirling waterafter days of rain.
Still I’m glad I clawed my way out of that swirling sewer.
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Harold Wright
I’d not pick up toadsjust to let them pee on me
to try growing warts.Gosh, I learned that it was true
and I hated bumpy hands.
I’d not roll in leavesafter they were all raked up
by that mean neighbor;imagine having doggy poo
smeared all over your school clothes.
Were I young againI’d not kill so many frogs
nor squish piss ants…But I’d still like swatting flies
and shooting big squeaky rats.
I’d not come to school
carrying cut off possum feetin my pants pocket
still I’d miss pulling them outand stirring up study halls.
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Harold Wright
I’d refuse to wearthose green tweed knickerbockers
that itched like baled hay nor sit in that church for hours
on a hot Sunday in May.
I had a good aimwith probably anything
I picked up to throw So I’d not try for Dad’s head
with a frozen hard pawpaw.
Were I young againI’d listen to the old folks
about my postureInstead of always combing
the hair on my drooping head.
I’d not carve my name
in a heart with “Nancy H.”on my desk at school
Nor get myself a paddling in front of the whole fifth grade.
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Harold Wright
If I were sixteenI’d ask an older cousin
or someone’s sisterhow a guy, using one hand,
unhooks squirming girls’ bras.
Were I still sixteenand sitting in the back seat
of my Dad’s old FordI’d try at least one more time
for a lower blouse button.
I would eat more pieinstead of saving nickels
to buy Christmas giftsfor some old aunt who got me
some dumb game for little kids.
I wish I’d reached up
to that dusty closet shelf and pulled down one book
instead of reading comicsand my uncle’s Esquire.
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An Xiao
What can you teach me,old couple, that I have notyet discovered? — the sound of yourbickering as I sit alone
i’d write lettersto tell you all aboutthis latest good newslola . . . if you wereonly alive to read them
* lola = grandmother in Tagalog
some nights i wonder if my deceasedgrandmotherstill watches over me
with her loving smile
ten centuries agoin courtly Japan you’dhave sent me a poem— after our night together
what can I hope to receive?
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Brian Zimmer
a last memory:my asking had it gone fast?“you have no idea…”a new note in her laughher grey eyes faraway
the oracle spokenfrom the prison of her chairnow empty decades:“the days drag by slowly but how the years fly”
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CONTRIBUTOR NOTES
First publication acknowledgements are given below.Tanka that are not listed are previously unpublished.
Anderson, Hortensia — Tanka previously unpublished.
an’ya — “Old and tired”, SH. — “Atop windy bluffs”, HERM.
— “Christmas time”, EUCL , 3. — “Farewell crocus”, moon moths , the natal*light press, 2007. — “It’s here we built”, EUCL 1. — “That final spring”, GUST. — “One quick deed”, AMTK.
Arkenberg, Megan — “october morning”, 3Lights Gallery’s Tankafall , October-December 2007.
Avinger, Munira Judith — “lilac sky”, GUST Fall/Winter 07.
Babusci, Pamela A . —“having hot flashes”, MET Autumn 2006.
Bacharach, David — “seeing him”, SH , Spring 2006. — “you just”, SH , Winter 2007.
— “the box”, MET , Spring 2007. — “will I ever”, “my old dog”, SH , Summer 2006. — “a pile of stones”, TSPL, winner 2006. — “the will directed”, SH , Winter 2006. — “my old boat”, “when I was young”, MET , Summer 2007.
Barber, Collin — “candlelight calm”, MNST Autumn/Winter 2007.
Barnard, Jenny
— “red zinnias”, GUST Fall/Winter 07.
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— “the spring just begun”, LYNX June 2003. — “all these years”, LYNX 2001. — “we work briskly”, Haiku Light.
— “wind outside the mall”, Growing Late. — “while planting bulbs”, LYNX 2001. — “for years I had desire”, SH , September 2003. — “how ironic”, HBRD. — “for years we used to talk”, LYNX v.11 no. 2. — “autumn chill”, RNVZ v.3 no. 2. — “in a reverie”, LYNX. — “my youth spent”, A Work of Love , Tiny Poems Press, 1997. — “wanting my old life”, WFF , 1994.
— “under a tree”, FRGP Winter, 1995 v.18: no. 4. — “beyond this life”, LYNX, 1995/96. — “showing my daughter”, AMTK #8 Spring, 2000. — “pushed by the wind”, RIBN Fall 2005. — “without fanfare at dusk”, SH , September, 2003.
Clink, Carolyn — “Old people gather”, GUST Fall/Winter 07.
Cox, Dina E.
— Tanka previously unpublished.
Davis, Tish — Tanka previously unpublished.
de Gruttola, Raffael — “the Village poet is dead”, GUST Fall / Winter 2007.
Dixon, Melissa — “this wintry day”, GUST Summer 2007. — “the secluded park”, Winner, TSPL Award, 2000; TTA, 2003. — “head back”, GUST Fall/Winter 2007.
Dyck, Marje A. — “through your new eyes”, Castles in the Sand, 2002 TSAM . — “autumn geese”, Tanka Café, TSAN, June 2003. — “rain for days”, GUST , 2005. — “heavy-hearted”, GUST , 2006. — “in my notebook”, Tanka Café, TSAN , Fall 2006.
— “still”, GUST , Fall/Winter 2007.
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Emrich, Jeanne — “don’t take me”; AMTK Issue 6. — “long winter hours”; RIBN , Autumn 2006. — “at her gravesite”; HERM , 2005. — “did the young girl”; HERM , 2006. — “wondering for years”; HERM, 2005. — “summer solstice”; YLMN Seed Pearls Tanka Contest, 2005“Very Highly Commended.”
Engle, Margarita — “cave art”, GUST Fall/Winter 2007.
Fielden, Amelia — “Easter Day”; “how many times”; “spring birds sing”; “holding him”; “trapped in traffic”; Fountains Play , 2002.
— “When All the Men She Has Loved Are Gone” (3 tanka set);“stop trying”; Short Songs , 2003.
— “gathering storm”; “purchasing”; “aged aunt”; “this morning”;“tired tired”; “at the market”; “breezy morning”; “so sultry”; Still Swimming , 2005.
— “at seventy-three”; “four years”; Baubles, Bangles & Beads , 2007.
— “nothing”, Kaleidoscope , Shuji Terayama (Tokyo: HokuseidoPress, forthcoming) trans. by Kozue Uzawa and Amelia Fielden
Contemporary Tanka from Japan GUST Fall/Winter.
Forrester, Stanford M. — “alzheimer’s ward”; GUST 5, Spring/Summer 2007. — “in your garden”; REDL 1. — “my memories of you”; SH , January-February 2004, Vol. 2,No. 1.
Gadd, Bernard — Tanka previously unpublished.
Garrison, Denis M. — “my father’s workshop”; “whose hands are these”; Sixty Sunflowers, 2006 TSAM .
— “the steam whistle’s song”; RIBN - Winter 2007. — “empty courtyard”; NDR , Winter/Spring 2006. — “late in the season”; NDR , Winter/Spring 2007.
— “I can’t wait for echoes”; “she smoothes”; GUST #5, Spring
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2007. — “after all these years”; GUST #6, Fall/Winter 2007. — “he asked me”; EUCL 3, November 2007. — “in the long night”; Distinctive Scribblings award; EUCL 3,November 2007.
— “the brief cloud of snow”; SH , Vol. 4 No. 2, Summer 2006. — “I am still here”; LNFL , 2007. — “come close, young woman”; “we smile through tears”; “anempty lot”; MET 1, Autumn 2006.
— “my darling barfly”; “sandstone garden wall”; “rye whisky”;“the boy says”; MET 3, Spring 2007.
— “forty years”; MET 4, Summer 2007.
— “and when”; MET 5, Autumn 2007 . — “seasons come and go”; “since you left”; NDR , Winter/Spring 2006.
— “my childhood replays”; “afloat at last in”; “father, you were”; NDR , Winter/Spring 2007. — “things go well”; Gusts #4, Autumn 2006. — “intensive care”; Eucalypt 1, November 2006. — “my fingertips”; Eucalypt 2 , May 2007. — “unshed tears”; “yet chilled to the bone”; Simply Haiku , Vol. 4No. 2, Summer 2006.
— “as I turn her brooch”; “as the cold gurney”; Fire Pearls anthology, 2006.
— “gone so long”; MET, Autumn 2006. — “some nights”; MET, Spring 2007. — “in my dreams”; MET, Summer 2007 — “mayflies”; MET, Autumn 2007
Gendrano, Victor — Tanka previously unpublished.
George, Beverley — “your childhood home”; MET Autumn 2006. — “what can it matter”; empty garden . — “sun going down”; REDL 3(2) June 2007. — “losing your love”; STYL 15, 2004; empty garden . — “lonely nights”; “A Christmas carol”; GUST Fall/Winter 2007.
Goldstein, Sanford — “Anne Frank”; AMTK , Issue 9
— “selling”; December 5, 2007, in Kyoka Mad Poems
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http://groups.google.com/group/kyoka. — “how dark”; “in my small village”, GUST #5,Spring/Summer 2007.
— “my elder sister”; GUST Fall/Winter.
Grace, M L — Tanka previously unpublished.
Grillo, Andrea — “mid”; Sixty Sunflowers, 2006 TSAM . — “as I age toward crone”; MET , Autumn 2007.
Hart, William — “goats grazed here”; TTJ . — “ah, monsoon puddles!”; WIST . — “during uncle’s last days”; TTJ , 2008.
Harvey, Michele — “her life”; “so easily”; “She prefers”; “taking pieces”; MET Autumn 2007.
Hawes, C W
— “a few coins clink”; MET Autumn 2007.
Heinrich, Peggy — “old home movies”; MNST Autumn/Winter 2007.
Higginson, William J. — “The Sea of Okhotsk” SH , 2:6 Winter 2004.
Howard, Elizabeth — “across the lake”; MET , Winter 2006. — “a classmate dead”; RIBN , Spring 2005. — “a dream of floating”; The Nor’easter , 10:2, Fall/Winter 2002. — “driving alone”; GUST , Spring/Summer 2005. — “each October”; RIBN , I:4, Winter 2005. — “field of ironweed”; MET , Spring 2007. — “the fridge’s racket”; MET , Summer 2007. — “glowing in the dark”; HERM , I:1-2, Spring-Winter 2004. — “great-grandmother’s”; AMTK , #1, Fall 96; Castles in the Sand,2002 TSAM .
— “high school reunion”; HERM , II:1 & 2, Spring-Summer,
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Autumn-Winter 2005. — “hills shiny with rain”; Short Stuff , I:4, Aug. 2002. — “hummingbird lost”; AMTK , #9, Fall 2000. — “I cannot recall your name”; HERM , III:1-2, Spring-Summer, Autumn-Winter 2002. — “laughing”; RIBN , I:2, 2005. — “motionless shadow”; TNHR , #3, 2001. — “old-time veteran”; Sixty Sunflowers, 2006 TSAM . — “the rusty wheelbarrow”; Rose Haiku for Flower Lovers and Gardeners, 2005.
— “shelling field peas”; WHR , 3:2, Dec 2-03. — “sister who loved flowers”; TSAN , V:3, Sep 2004.
— “the spiderweb”; Mariposa , #16, Spring-Summer 2007. — “strength gone to cancer”; HERM , III:1-2, Spring-Summer, Autumn-Winter 2006. — “the suave fellow”; WHR , 2:3, Nov 2002. — “two granddaughters”; TSAN , IV:4, Dec 2003. — “up the stairs of life”; Poets’ Forum Magazine , 17:1, Summer2005.
— “viewing the mountain”; LYNX , XVI:1, Feb. 2001.
Johnson, Joyce Sandeen
— “Evening in Paris”; MNST Autumn/Winter 2007.
Johnson, Angela — “our hands”; EUCL 3, 2007.
Karkow, Kirsty — “a vivid day”; AMTK spring 2001. — “each day”; Poetry in the Light , March 2001; shorelines: haiku,haibun and tanka , Kirsty Karkow, 2007.
— “thoughts”; YLMN finalist June 2004. — “belying”; LYNX Autumn 2004. — “half moon beach”; REDL Vol.1 No.1; water poems: haiku, tanka and sijo, Kirsty Karkow, 2005.
— “rose petals”; water poems: haiku, tanka and sijo, Kirsty Karkow,2005.
— “if you thought”; GUST #6 Fall/Winter 2007. — “he travels the world”; GUST fall/winter 2007.
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Kei, M. — “my old car”; REDL , 3:1, January, 2007. — “orange needles”; Anglo-Japanese Tanka Society . 2006. — “I have heard of love that”; MET , Winter 2006. — “this heron knows”; MET , Autumn 2007. — “give me an old dog”; Haiku du Jour , 21 March 2007. — “After his strokes”; Sixty Sunflowers, 2006 TSAM . — “her favorite flower”; SKBK October, 2006.
Ketchek, Michael —“the steam pipes banging”; FVLD Summer 1995. — “wet snow falls on”; MET Spring 2007.
— “old man”; TSPL 2001.
Kimmel, Larry — “touch . . . touch . . . ”; RNVZ VII:3. — “here where the river”; RNVZ VII:3. — “the river snakes”; STIL : Two 2001. — “season’s end”; MET 30 June 2006. — “New Territory”; LYNX : XIX; 1, 2004. — “while I slept ”; TTJ 2003; no. 23. — “as twilight gathers”; The Christian Science Monitor : August 30,
1996. — “along”; REDL Vol. 1; no. 2, 2005. — “in rural Vermont”; MET 30 June 2006. — “at the chapel window”; LYNX : XIV; 3, 1999. — “looking up, I gaze”; The Christian Science Monitor : October 18,2000.
— “the scrape of curled”; Nor’Easter : Fall/Winter 2000. — “first light”; RIBN : Vol. 1; no. 3, 2005. — “where a careful stitching”; RIBN , Tanka Café: Vol. 1; no. 2,2005.
— “scuffling through dry leaves”; AMTK : Issue 14, 2004. — “since morning”; GUST : Summer/Spring 2005. — “journal entry”; The Five-Hole Flute : Modern English TankaPress 2006.
— “this creek”; TSA: honorable mention Summer 2006.
King, Doreen — Tanka previously unpublished.
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Kituai, Kathy — “eager to greet”; YLMN , No 20, 2006. — “lavender”; EUCL No 2. — “softer than usual”; “how truthful the trees”; “It’s not autumnyet”; “are they clichés; Straggling Into Winter , Interactive Press,2007.
Kocher, Philomene — “over the years”; GUST Fall/Winter 2007.
LaMure, Don — Tanka previously unpublished.
LeBel, Gary — Tanka previously unpublished.
Leuck, Angela — Tanka previously unpublished.
Lucky, Bob — “I haven’t spoken”; SH , August 2007. — “life’s ups and downs”; “relatives”; MET , Spring 2007.
— “at his funeral”; STYL 26, June 2007.
Lupton, Jeanne — “let her go:; GUST . — “60th September”; REDL . — “from summer hills”; AMTK .
Maffei, Laura — “noting”; “bank clerk”; “her mother’s”; Drops from Her Umbrella (Inkling Press 2006).
Mariano, Thelma — “a sudden hush”; GUST Fall/Winter 2007. — “a night train whistles”; “chilly day”; “inertia”; GUST ,Spring/Summer 2007.
Martin, Terra — “wind-beaten ferns”; EUCL 3.
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Masat, Francis — “Do you”; MET, Autumn 2006. — “Saturday Party”; LYNX, XX:3, Oct, 2005. — “folks gather around”; LYNX, XX:3, Oct, 2005. — “willows”; SH, Vol. 4, No. 1, Spring 2006. — “a ribbon”; MET, Spring 2007. — “the stack of books”; MET, Autumn 2006. — “out of Mom’s wheel chair”; REDL, Vol. 1, No. 1, Jan 2005. — “sunset”; “fireplace”; MET, Winter 2006. — “sunset beach”; STYL Poetry Journal, No. 17, April 2005. — “fall leaves”; AMTK, No. 14, March 2005. — “mom’s attic”; Atlas Poetica 1, Spring 2008.
McClintock, Karen — “All her days”; The Meux Home Museum, Fresno, CA.
McClintock, Michael — “as a young poet”; Letters in Time , 2005. — “tell me a story”; Letters in Time , 2005. — “I sit up watching”; BLTH , December 2004. — “going back”; RNVZ , XI:1, Spring 2003. — day after day; BLTH , December 2004.
— “a few”; BLTH , December 2004. — “the old ways”; TSAN , March 2004. — “today there’s an hour”; Letters in Time , 2005. — “for longevity”; BTLR # 10, 2004. — “silence”; Letters in Time , 2005. — “an old photo”; TTA, 2003. — “admiring the oak”; GUST , Summer 2007. — “planning”; “coming back”; “for myself”; “about problems”;“crossing the border”; “the moonlit cedars”; MET , Autumn 2007.
— “a few rubber bands”; “what a thought!”; MET , Winter 2006. — “holy rites”; BLTH , June 2006. — “folding”; TTA, 2003. — “the mausoleum”; TSPL , 2004. — “closing the book”; HERM , 2006. — “when life ends”; “many days after”; MET , Autumn 2006. — “once I was young”; EUCL 2, 2007. — “amid worn furnishings”; AMTK , Issue 15/16, 2006. — “the quick robin bobs”; BTLR #15, 2006. — “an aged beauty”; BLTH , Spring 2004.
— “of the summer day”; GUST , Winter 2006.
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Ryan, Max — “ninety years old”; TSPL Awards, 2004. — “broken windows”; YLMN , 2005.
Selland, Naoko Kishigami — “I remember”; GUST , Fall/Winter 2007.
Shaw, Adelaide B. — “another spring”; “high school yearbook”; “another spring”; MET , Autumn 2007. — “pushing through the day”; PRES #32. — “lately my thoughts slip”; “sacks of leaves”; MET , Spring 2007.
— “which face is mine”; “he takes my hand”; “your birthday today”; MET , August 2006. — “each with a cane”; “an old woman”; “crabapples in bloom”;HHRV , June 2006.
— “November winds”; PRES , September 2005 — “daffodils”; RIBN , June 2005. — “the family table”; Tanka Café, TSAN , December 2004. — “summer heat”; SH , July 2004.
Shimield, Andrew
— “those thumbnail children”; EUCL 3.
Simms, Billy — “ashes”; MET , Autumn 2007.
Simser, Guy — “moonlight reflection”; Japan Tanka Poet’s Club Journal , #17,2000. Hon. Mention: 3rd Annual Int’l Tanka Competition.
— “old toad, sloe eyed and”; WFF , AHA Books, 1994. — “seventy years”; RIBN , Autumn 2006. — “that brilliant full moon”; MET , Winter 2006. — “The firefly’s ardour”; Bywords Journal , Ottawa, Canada 2006. — “yes, I do stomp”; EUCL 2007. — “starless night”; MET , Fall 2007. — “now, with four children”; MET , Spring 2007. — “This visible loss”; GUST Fall /Winter 07.
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Smith, Paul — “those two little boys”; “presented with”; “by the window”; MET , Autumn 2007. — “toothless”; “hanging by a thread”; MET , Winter 2007.
Stevenson, Richard —“the emerald hour”; “ash in the pipe”; Atlas Poetica 1, 2008. — “Making a big show”; “Younger in lamplight”; A Tidings of Magpies (forthcoming from Spotted Cow Press, 2008). — “red-cheeked apples”; The Emerald Hour (forthcoming fromEkstasis Editions, 2008).
Surridge, André — “a photograph”; MET , Autumn 2007.
Swede, George — “A sunny day”; REDL , 2003. — “Last night’s dream the first”; Sixty Sunflowers, 2006 TSAM . — “The autumn meadow”; MET , 2006. — “Morning bedroom sun”; AMTK , 2007. — “Still in the shed”; HBRD , 1994. — “Mother has sent”; AMTK , 1998.
— “The cemetery”; something like a sigh, 2005 TSAM . — “Among the tall pines”; Sixty Sunflowers, 2006 TSAM . — “Side by side”; TSPL , 1991. — “With us from the start”; TSPL , 1992.
Thomas, Carolyn — Tanka previously unpublished.
Thompson, Marc — “riding a bus”; AMTK #4.
Thorley, Michael —“an old tape”; EUCL .
Thorndyke, Julie — “I fold your shirt”; KOKA 7.
Tieman, John Samuel — Tanka previously unpublished.
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Uzawa, Kozue — “a winter apple tree”; GUST Summer 2007. — “a tiny green frog”; GUST Fall/Winter 2007.
Verbeke, Geert — “cliff-dwelling swallows”; “sonorous echoes”; “a family tree”;“mum slips out again”; “on her night table”; “on her gardenchair”; “the whole family”; “on the windowsill”; “in the goldfishbowl”; Sweeps of Rain by Geert Verbeke, published by Geert
Verbeke and Cyberwit India.
Wagemakers, Ella
— “year’s end”; MET , Autumn 2007.
Ward, Linda Jeannette — “somewhere”; EUCL 3. — “a heavy moon”; BLTH , Vol. 14(2) 2004. — “only at sixteen”; BLTH, Vol. 17(1) 2007. — “promises”; HBRD, VXII (1) 2001. — “I peer out at”; “walled up alive”; BLTH Vol. 15(2) 2005. — “more and more this need”; HBRD, XV (1) 2004. — “old now, I quit”; TNHR #4, 2005.
— “another year gone by”; YLMN, 15, 2004. — “the years behind suddenly”; PAPW, Summer 2004. — “calmly dressing her”; Scent of Jasmine and Brine, Inkling Press,2007.
— “seventy-five”; TSAN , March 2004. — “turned twenty last month”; TSA Contest Honorable Mention;RIBN Vol. 3(2) 2007.
— “aging now”; MET, Summer 2007. — “what world did you inhabit”; HBRD, XVI (3) 2006. — “dangerous”; RIBN Vol. 2(1) 2006. — “in the coleus planter”; BLTH Vol. 13(4) 2003. — “Father measures his decline”; HBRD. XIV (1) 2003. — “last spring’s golden koi”; BLTH Vol. 13(3) 2003. — “lightly touching”; MET, Winter 2006. — “a Picasso”; EUCL 2, 2007. — “our initials etched”; PAPW, Winter 2003. — “still, these risky fantasies”; Sixty Sunflowers, 2006 TSAM . — “declining moon”; PAPW, Winter 2003. — “having cleared up”; BTLR Vol. 16(2) 2005.
— “not stealthily”; GUST 5, 2007.
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— “old cat so thin”; PAPW, Autumn 2003. — “pointillism in brown”; EUCL 1, 2006. — “your gift”; GUST 4, 2006. — “Father’s stroke-free hand”; TSA Contest Third Place, 2001. — “in a library book”; KOKA 7.
Weston, Ellen — “time wasted”; EUCL 3.
Wilkinson, Liam — Tanka previously unpublished.
Williams, Stephanie — “my hands tied”; in “i blame sarah balliet”, COLLAGE 36.2 ,Millikin University, Spring 2007.
Wilson, Jim — Tanka previously unpublished.
Witham, Fran M. — “as the cold, gray weather”; MET , Autumn 2007.
Wright, Harold — Tanka previously unpublished.
Xiao, An — “What can you teach me”; “ten centuries ago”; FRPL, 2006.
Zimmer, Brian — Tanka previously unpublished.
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TANKA VENUES
Approved by the Tanka Society of America for use in its publications.
AJTS: Anglo-Japanese Tanka Society online collection of tanka.
AJTS website at: www.geocities.jp/nichieitanka/
AMTK: American Tanka (biannual, 1996–2003, annual 2004– ,
Laura Maffei, Staten Island, New York)
BLTH: Blithe Spirit (quarterly, 1991– , British Haiku Society;
London, England)
BTLR: bottle rockets (biannual, 1999– , Stanford Forrester, bottle
rockets press, Windsor, Connecticut)
CLLV: Countless Leaves (anth., CD, arranged by Gerald St. Maur.Magpie Productions. Inkling Press. Edmonton, Alberta,
Canada. 2001.)
DRRM: The Dreaming Room (anth., Modern English Tanka Press,
Baltimore, Maryland, 2007)
EUCL: Eucalypt (biannual, 2007– , Beverley George; Pearl Beach,
NSW, Australia)
FHFL: The Five-Hole Flute (anth., Modern English Tanka Press,
Baltimore, Maryland, 2006)
FITF: Footsteps in the Fog (anth., Press Here, Michael Dylan
Welch, Sammamish, Washington, 1994)
FRGP Frogpond : The Journal of the Haiku Society of America
(quarterly, 1978– 1995 / triannual, 1995–; Haiku Society of
America, Inc., New York, New York; ISSN: 8755-156X)
FRPL: Fire Pearls: Short Masterpieces of the Human Heart (anth.,
M. Kei, Publisher, Perryville, Maryland, 2006)
FVLD: Five Lines Down (biannual [4 issues], 1994-1996, Eds.,
Kenneth Tanemura & Sanford Goldstein. Privately printed.)
GUST: GUSTS: Contemporary Tanka (biannual, 2005– , Tanka
Canada; Lethbridge, Alberta, Canada)
HBRD: Hummingbird: Magazine of the Short Poem (quarterly,
1990–, Phyllis Walsh, Richland Center, Wisconsin)
HERM: Hermitage: A Haiku Journal (annual, 2004–2006, Ion
Codrescu, Constanta, Romania)
HHRV: Haiku Harvest: Journal of Haiku in English (11 issues,
2000–2006, Modern English Tanka Press, Baltimore, MD)
ITSW: In the Ship’s Wake (anth., Iron Press, North Shields,
Northumberland, UK, 2001)
KOKA: Kokako (2002– , editors Bernard Gadd and Patricia Prime,
SPIN, 42 Galbraith St., Waihi, New Zealand.)
LILR: Lilliput Review (approx. monthly, 1989– , Don Wentworth,
Editor, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)
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LNFL: Landfall (anth., Modern English Tanka Press, Baltimore,
Maryland, 2007)
LYNX: Lynx : A Journal for Linking Poets (triannual, 1989– , AHA
Books, Gualala, California)MARI: Mariposa (biannual, 1998– ), various editors, Haiku Poets
of Northern California.
MET: Modern English Tanka (quarterly, 2006– , Modern English
Tanka Press, Baltimore, MD)
MIRR: Mirrors - International Haiku Forum (1988–1995, AHA
Books, Gualala, California)
MNST: Moonset (biannual, 2005– , the natal * light press, La Pine,
Oregon)
NDR: Nisqually Delta Review (biannual, 2005– , Mad Maverick
Press, Olympia, Washington) NOON: Noon: Journal of the Short Poem (biannual, 2005– , Phillip
Rowland, Tokyo, Japan)
PAPW: Paper Wasp (quarterly, 1994– , Janice Bostok, et. al.,
Chapel Hill, Queensland, Australia)
PRES: Presence (triannual, 1995– , Haiku Presence (org.), Martin
Lucas, Preston, England )
REDL: red lights: a tanka journal (biannual, 2005– , Pamela Miller
Ness, New York, NY)
RIBN: Ribbons: Tanka Society of America Journal (quarterly,
2004– , TSA) [See TSAN, below.]RNVZ: Raw NerVZ Haiku (quarterly, 1994–2007, Dorothy Howard,
Aylmer, QC, Canada)
SCTH: Janus & SCTH [Sonnets, Cinquain, Tanka, Haiku],
(biannual, Sangre de Cristo Press, Sangre de Cristo, New
Mexico, Foster Jewell and Rhoda de Long Jewell,
1964-1979)
SFIT: San Francisco International Tanka Competition, [1995],
sponsored by the Haiku Poets of Northern California.
SH: Simply Haiku: A Quarterly Journal of Japanese Short Form
Poetry (quarterly journal, 2003– , Robert D. Wilson,
Groveland, California)
SKBK: Sketchbook (2006– , monthly webzine: http://poetrywriting
.org/Sketchbook2-3Mar07/0_AEnter_Sketchbook_2-3.htm
Karina Klesko & John Daleiden, Editors.)
STIL: Still (quarterly, 1997-2001, ai li, Empty Press, London,
United Kingdom)
STLT: Streetlights (anth., Modern English Tanka Press, Baltimore,
Maryland, 2008)
STYL Stylus Poetry Journal (quarterly webzine, 2002– , Rosanna
Licari, Australia)
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TCAL: Tanka Calendar (annual calendar, 2005 & 2006, Winfred
Press (Larry Kimmel), Colrain, Massachusetts and Clinging
Vine Press, Linda Jeannette Ward)
TNHR: Tangled Hair (annual, 2002–2006, Snapshot Press,Liverpool, England)
TSAM: TSA Members’ Anthologies (annual, 2002– , Tanka Society
of America)
– Castles in the Sand , 2002 TSAM
– Searching for Echoes, 2003 TSAM
– to find the moon, 2004 TSAM
– something like a sigh, 2005 TSAM
– Sixty Sunflowers, 2006 TSAM
TSAN: Tanka Society of America Newsletter (quarterly,
2000-2004). (See RIBN, above.)TSPL: Tanka Splendor Awards (annual anths., 1989– , AHA
Books, Gualala, California)
TTA: The Tanka Anthology (anth., Red Moon Press, Winchester,
Virginia, 2003)
TTJ: The Tanka Journal (biannual, 1992–, Nihon Kaijin, Japan
Tanka Poets’ Society, Tokyo, Japan)
TUND: Tundra: The Journal of the Short Poem (2 issues, 1999 &
2001, Michael Dylan Welch, Sammamish, Washington)
WDNT: Woodnotes (quarterly, 1989–1997, Haiku Poets of Northern
California)WFF: Wind Five Folded (anth., AHA Books, Gualala, California,
1994)
WHR: World Haiku Review (webzine, 11 issues, 2001– , World
Haiku Club, Bicester, England)
WIST: Wisteria: A Journal of Haiku, Senryu, & Tanka (quarterly,
2006–, Tony A. Thompson; Lufkin, Texas)
WLOT: White Lotus (biannual, 2005– , Shadow Poetry, Excelsior
Springs, Missouri)
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Index
Anderson, Hortensia, 17–18an’ya , 19–21 Arkenberg, Megan, 22–23
Avinger, Munira Judith, 24
Babusci, Pamela A., 25–27
Bacharach, David , 28–32
Barber, Collin, 33
Barnard, Jenny, 34
Beary, Roberta, 35 Better, Cathy Drinkwater , 36–37
Brooks, Randy, 38–39
Buettner, Marjorie A., 40–43
Caruso, David , 44
Chevigny, Bell Gale, 45–48
Chula, Margaret , 49–52
Clausen, Tom, 53–57
Clink, Carolyn, 58
Cox, Dina E., 59–60
Davis, Tish, 61
de Gruttola, Raffael , 62
Dixon, Melissa, 63–65
Dyck, Marje A., 66–67
Emrich, Jeanne, 68–70
Engle, Margarita, 71Fielden, Amelia, 72–77
Forrester, Stanford M., 78
Gadd, Bernard , 79–82
Garrison, Denis M., 7–13, 83–92
Gendrano, Victor , 93
George, Beverley, 94–97
Goldstein, Sanford , 98–109
Grace, M L, 110–111
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Grillo, Andrea, 112
Hart, William, 113
Harvey, Michele, 114 Hawes, C W , 115
Heinrich, Peggy, 116
Higginson, William J., 117–119
Howard, Elizabeth, 120–126
Johnson, Angela, 127
Johnson, Joyce Sandeen, 128
Karkow, Kirsty, 129–132
Kei, M., 133–137 Ketchek, Michael , 138–139
Kimmel, Larry, 140–144
King, Doreen, 145–146
Kituai, Kathy, 147–148
Kocher, Philomene, 149
LaMure, Don, 150
LeBel, Gary, 151–158 Leuck, Angela, 159-160
Lucky, Bob, 161-165
Lupton, Jeanne, 166
Maffei, Laura, 167–168
Mariano, Thelma, 169
Martin, Terra, 170–172
Masat, Francis, 173–176
McClintock, Karen, 177 McClintock, Michael , 178–188
McInerney, Jo, 189
Moldovan, Vasile, 190–191
Morcom, Joanne, 192
Mylander, Amy, 193
Papanicolaou, Linda, 194
Prewitt, Jack , 195–197
Prime, Patricia, 198-202
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Raisfeld, Carol , 203–207
Richards, Moira, 208
Rielly, Edward , 209 Rotella, Alexis, 7–13, 210–220
Ryan, Max , 221–222
Selland, Naoko Kishigami , 223
Shaw, Adelaide B., 224–228
Shimield, Andrew, 229
Simms, Billy, 230
Simser, Guy, 231–235
Smith, Paul , 236–237 Stevenson, Richard , 238–239
Surridge, André , 240–247
Swede, George, 248–250
Thomas, Carolyn, 251
Thompson, Marc, 252
Thorley, Michael , 253
Thorndyke, Julie, 254Tieman, John Samuel , 255
Uzawa, Kozue, 256
Verbeke, Geert , 257–259
Wagemakers, Ella, 260
Ward, Linda Jeannette, 261–270
Weston, Ellen, 271
Wilkinson, Liam, 272–273
Williams, Stephanie, 274Wilson, Jim, 275
Witham, Fran M., 276
Wright, Harold , 277–280
Xiao, An, 281
Zimmer, Brian, 282
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