#57

welcome to #57 of hedgerow! this week features art by Barbara Kaufmann. if you enjoy her work you can find more at http://www.wabisabipoet.wordpress.com

please also have a peek at the latest poetry book review here — https://hedgerowpoems.wordpress.com/poetry-art-book-reviews/

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thanks for being here!
with love & kindness…

caroline skanne
founder / editor

 

 

 

 

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past regrets skipping through a puddle

Julie Warther (@JulieWarther) serves as Midwest Regional Coordinator for the Haiku Society of America. (www.hsa-haiku.org) Her most recent venture involves the installation of 30 haiku stones as part of the Holmes County Open Air Art Museum in Millersburg, Ohio. (http://www.innathoneyrun.com/successful-grand-opening-ceremony/)

 

 

 

 

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between inhale and exhale
her teeth pierce the apple’s skin
the hummingbird decides it is full
the burning bush reddens
several months pass

Stacey Crawford Murphy is trying to figure it all out in Ithaca, NY.

 

 

 

 

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I’ve been here every day for weeks
And for much longer?
            No … not now … not now

Lizz Murphy is an Irish-Australian poet. She writes in whatever corners of life she can find and blogs at A Poet’s Slant: lizzmurphypoet.blogspot.com

 

 

 

 

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hoping the hawk
did it swiftly
dove feathers

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shelf clouds
the secrets we keep
from the sun

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dusty lambs ear does sunlight have a sound

Meik Blöttenberger was born in Baltimore to German immigrant parents. He is currently living in Hanover, Pennsylvania and in a decade will be retiring to the high desert of Arizona. His other passions are photography and traveling.

 

 

 

 

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chill wind
how it finds
every seam

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your unused cot
the years I’ve lived
without filling

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cliff edge
darkness swallows
my screams

Rachel Sutcliffe, from Yorkshire, UK, has suffered from a serious immune disorder for the past 14 years, throughout this time writing has been her therapy, it’s what keeps her from going insane!

 

 

 

 

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the art in this issue was brought to you by Barbara Kaufmann

Barbara Kaufmann is a retired nurse whose love affair with nature started when she was five and continues unabated. She delights in capturing the beauty of her world in poems and images. You can see more of her work at http://www.wabisabipoet.wordpress.com

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