| an'ya (page 2 of 2) |
| cold cemetary the long sleeves of your old coat warm my fingertips even from beyond this grave you manage to comfort me Most votes, Tanka Splendor |
after its first flight the young gerfalcon's talons tighter on my glove First place, J.W. Hackett Award, British Haiku Society |
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oregon sunrise the mountain man clips jerky to his jeep dashboard Frogpond |
| ghost town and yet an aroma of fried potatoes First place, Kaji Aso Competition |
| oregon trail over the top of the moon the rest of the world Frogpond |
| Haiku and tanka by an'ya |