| Margaret Chula (page 2 of 2) |
after the cease fire refugees from Chechnya return to rubble sparrows weave the hair of children into their spring nests First Prize, Japan Tanka Poets Society International Tanka Contest, 2000 |
lying on a blanket in the shade of a tree I dream of childhood was the ground always this hard? |
end of summer the rust on my scissors smells of marigolds |
the black negligee that I bought for your return hangs in my closet day by day plums ripen and are picked clean by birds |
alone and brooding why do I think of you �it's the honeysuckle and that uncertain slant of early evening light |
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carrying moonlight into the house the white peony |
for a moment nothingness�then noticing it |
Easter morning the bread dough breathes and rises under its damp cloth First Place, Yuki Teikei Contest |
spring wind raked stones in the dry garden flow without moving Second Prize, Mainichi Contest |
through the rain a riff of bird song camellias half open Editor's Choice, The Heron's Nest |
| Haiku and tanka by Margaret Chula |