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Klopp Lake Takes the Prize

by Neal Whitman Susurrus of red. Marbled godwits overhead whoosh onto the mud flats. A wind from nowhere. Amazement of avocets fly over. We whisper reverently.

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Sunday at the Brighton Loop

by Neal Whitman There was sleet Saturday. Summer was not over. Autumn had not turned. Ess curves take us to 8730 feet. Aspens still green are framed in white. We walk the snow-packed path that encircles Silver Lake at the Brighton Loop. At the observation deck a female mallard paddles by and leaves white tail […]

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Winter Haiku

Winter the season of cold. Solstice an instant in time. A tilt. Isn’t that just like a haiku? — phrase — breath — fragment I invite you on the Winter Solstice to take a breath and read this one aloud, perhaps at 5:47 p.m. to be exact. atop a lone pine a shrike in silhouette winter solstice

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Spring Haiku – 2011

by Neal Whitman Spring Water… a bottled drink or the weather? Spring Rain… a bath & shower gel or a romantic walk? Whatever! It is a change of season, so it is time for haiku. We started the 2011 haiku annual cycle feature indoors with a spinning wheel. Now, with the vernal equinox, we head outdoors, […]

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The New Year 2010

by Neal Whitman The New Year For those of you who have been on this site for a full year, you already know that there are five seasons in the Japanese calendar. So, here is our New Year haiku. This feature is not the time, nor the place, for Politics. But, please forgive me if […]

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Summer Haiku

by Neal Whitman lagging far behind friends call me to hurry up “Look” — summer rain sky Neal Whitman, our 1st of the month Poetry Prof, also provides our readers a haiku per season. In the Japanese tradition, a word or phrase associated with the season is called “kigo.” Neal is a member of the Yuki […]

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SPRING HAIKU 2014

by Neal Whitman There is a time for everything, and a season for everything under the heavens.  Ecclesiastes 3 Ah, March 20. The first day of a new season. The firey hue has been spotted all over! Are we speaking of blooming garden paths or fashion runways? Is orange the new black? Some say, when […]

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Just a Suggestion, Okay?

by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Can we talk? No, let’s not of graves, of worms, and epitaphs (Richard II, Act III, scene 2), but of editors. Dateline. August 22, 2011: I emailed ten tanka to a journal. Tanka, if you do not know, are five-line poems. November 28: two days before the journal was due […]

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Summer Haiku – 2013

by Neal Whitman First Day of Summer! Well, it is in the Northern Hemisphere. In the Southern? First Day of Winter. North or South, this is the Solstice from the Latin, sol (sun) and stitum (stop). The sun stopped? Only an illusion, of course. Still, the Solstice is a good day to stop and take […]

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New Year’s Haiku

by Neal Whitman Okay, champagne bottles are in the recycle bin and the confetti has been swept. This year I thought we would go a week past New Year’s Day to celebrate Saint Distaff’s Day. No, there was no such-named saint. On January 7, the day after the twelfth day of Christmas, women in Olde […]

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The New Year 2014

by Neal Whitman Some of you, like me, find it interesting to anticipate centennials for the new year underway. One special one has come to my attention as a poet: the birth of Dylan Thomas. To honor him, a poetry contest has been organized by Seventh Quarry Press in Swansea, Wales, and Cross-Cultural Communications in […]

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Winter Haiku – 2013

by Neal Whitman The Winter Solstice this year is December 21. The exact moment moves across time zone to time zone. Ah … and then we have to taken into account this is so only in the Northern Hemisphere. For the bottom half of our globe, it is the Summer Solstice. Bottom? Who says so? […]

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Autumn Haiku 2013

by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof. Each new season brings on changes in routine. Nothing can survive without the means to adapt to incessant change. The challenge is that, while some changes are abrupt, other changes arrive more slowly. For me, the transition from summer to fall feels more subtle that it does for other changes […]

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Memo to the Reader

by Neal Whitman I am leaving for a new position so I emailed everyone in the department to ask if they would be so kind as to tell me what I could do better in the future. My nemesis responded: “Don’t be ridiculous.” Was that his refusal to help or his advice?

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Beginning and Ending

By Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof I believe that each of us lives with core issues that define how and why we do what we do. I confess to cringing a bit at the word, “issues,” because it carries with it a bit of the pop psychology admonition, “You have an issue here, don’t you!” But, […]

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