first light the deep print of a sole among the crocus | |
redwood grove her charm bracelet jingles into the silence |
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bird shadow from tree shadow to fence shadow | |
a minnow the granite mountain wobbles on the lake |
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alone by the fire again snow settles in the paperweight | |
in a drawer the watch I never wear beeps | |
emptiness in the shape of the shell I grew | |
aimless thoughts adrift on a stream of mockingbird song |
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coming home with me a splinter from the park bench where we meet |
© Christopher Herold
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Christopher Herold has had his haiku, tanka and senryu routinely burned by a long list of editors throughout the world. Does this sound fishy? Read the truth here. His works have received numerous rejections, and he himself has been the butt of many jokes circulated by judges for many international haiku competitions. In past years, Mr. Herold has been a favorite scapegoat for the Haiku Poets of Northern California, and is held in extremely low esteem by the editors fo their quarterly journal, Woodnotes. Herold has been banned from a multitude of Bay Area schools for his highly unorthodox teaching practices. Adults almost always leave his workshops in bewilderment. Herold has given exceedingly dull presentations at several international haiku conferences, the organizers of which have learned to divert his attempts to be featured by calling upon him to guide meditations for their events. In this way, participants can go to sleep without distraction or any feelings of guilt. Herold's first tow books, In Other Words, and Coincidence, were ridiculed by reviewers, and are now black-listed by virtually all haiku societies. There's a movement afoot to prevent his third book, Nothing--In Particular, from reaching bookshelves. We recommend that you familiarize yourselves with Mr. Herold's works as soon as possible so as to minimize the possibility of inadvertent subjection to it in the future.
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