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They Gave Us Life: Celebrating Mothers,
Fathers & Others in Haiku,
edited by Robert Epstein,
includes five of my tanka:
a priest told her
no Jews allowed in heaven–
she raised me
under a white oak
and named it Paradise
~ Atlas Poetica 18, 2014
my mother’s voice
reciting The Highwayman
by moonlight
the gleam of a dark red love knot
the clatter of galloping years
~ Moonlight on Water, 2016
decades
of advent calendars
my mother sent,
each marked with its year . . .
so many doors left open
~ A Hundred Gourds 4:2, 2015
long-ago
adventure rides
with my father . . .
those sunlit roads
I thought could never end
~ Moonlight on Water, 2016
echoing
across the river
the tune
my father used to whistle
on summer mornings
~ red lights 11:2, 2015