Contributors

Stephen Henry Gill (Tito), Kyoto admin. ed.

Gerald Staggers (Duro Jaiye), Osaka ed.

Nobuyuki Yuasa (Sosui), Gunma ed.

David McCullough, Kyoto

Noriko Kan, Ehime

Mayumi Kawaharada, Kyoto

Richard Donovan, Kyoto

Ursula Maierl, Kyoto

Branko Manojlovic, Kyoto

Akira Kibi, Osaka

William Russell, Osaka

Richard Steiner, Kyoto

Akihiko Hayashi, Osaka

Ingrid Baluchi, Lake Ohrid

Lawrence Jiko Barrow, Malmesbury

Geethanjali Rajan, Chennai

 

Former Contributors:

Hisashi Miyazaki, Osaka

David Stormer Chigusa, Tokyo

Gilad Ronnen, Tel-Aviv

Kuniko Kishimoto (Nico), Kanagawa

John Dougill, Kyoto

Mark Richardson, Kyoto

18 responses to “Contributors

  1. Dear Haiku friends !
    I want so much to become a member of your Haiku circle, if you allowe me?
    Domo arrigato!
    Haiku fore you from Me:

    Frozen words melting
    in the hand
    of a lonely poet

    Linden blossom pale green
    admired,
    was I the only one

    • Frozen words melting
      in the hand
      of a lonely poet

      Is this not lovely for its poignancy?

      After all, this is a lonely profession—writing.
      You write your thoughts and wonder if, by chance, you make some sort of connection out there, somewhere.

  2. I would be honored to be a member of the Circle. Here is a poem, a call back to your poem by ED, inspired by her Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul…

    Hope

    Its Feathers – ruffle –
    perched among – the white Blossoms –
    of my Soul – strange Bird.

    I hope you take away some lpeasure from my haiku, here, and in Submissions.

  3. Didn’t remember ED’s poem. Nice find. So bloody. More so because it comes from the Lady In White.

    Here are my reactions to bloody autumns, informed by the modern situation.

    Improvisations

    Leaves twist in mid-air
    fall without sound: soldiers
    aftter IED’s.

    Fall Foliage

    Fall explodes – crimson
    colors, flesh tones, gray gristle –
    skin: burnt sienna.

    Detritus Of Autumn

    Tree parts, limbs and trunks,
    litter earth: guardsmen under
    their canvas HumVees.

  4. For everyone’s reference:
    We are truly grateful to the poets here (and to those appearing in the comments section of the Submissions page) who share their haiku with us or sometimes express their wish to ‘become a member’. The best of these poems will occasionally feature in the ‘from the Icebox inbox’ series of postings. The Hailstone Haiku Circle, whose site this is, does not actually have a ‘membership’ per se: it is an extended group of poet-friends, who collaborate on this site, on real events and on paper publications. Some of these poets have accepted an invitation to become an Icebox contributor – hopefully, a regular one! In order to control quality, please understand that we intend to extend the list of individuals who are given the ability to post to this site rather slowly and cautiously, through invitation only, and needless to say only if the editors feel a poet’s work is complementary to the spirit and an asset to the site. The eds. do not intend to reply individually to every request for ‘contributorship’. In the meantime, feel free to submit one or two haiku at our ‘inbox’ through the comments box at Submissions, rather than here at Contributors. Thank you for your understanding and cooperation.

  5. I’m flummoxed as to how I submit as a contributor. Sorry. My contribution follows:

    Spending a fortnight in the university city of Cambridge, nothing much has changed in a quarter of a century.

    autumn comes early this year
    among the crisped leaves
    polished conkers

    school’s out!
    boys’ coat pockets
    bulging

    bus stop
    under the horse chestnut tree
    now and then a thwack

    tail whisking
    an urban squirrel
    finds a chestnut

    city park
    her dog in pursuit—
    breaths on hold

    sodden remains
    of a roadside casualty
    young pigeon

    discarded bun
    by the old man’s duvet
    starlings squabbling

    woodpecker door knocker
    away from traffic
    the real thing

    stock-still heron
    ever watchful by the Cam
    so easy to miss

    young swans
    how clean they keep
    their dusk-grey feathers

    • Thanks for this nice collection of haiku, Ingrid. I shall post a selection for you this time (probably early next week), but in future, just log into WordPress through Meta on right (if not automatically signed in) and go to the dashboard at Icebox (prob. through the tab ‘My Site’ at top left). Choose Posts – All posts – click on arrow beside Add Post and choose Classic Editor- type or paste in what you wish – save as draft and email me to look at it. I can publish it later when the time is ripe. If you click Publish instead of Save Draft, then it will be published to the top page in an instant. You can always go back to the dashboard to edit and update, though. Hope this sorts things out in your mind. If not email?

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