Hot News: 66 Tanka Selected for One Man's Maple Moon, Volume II

My Dear Fellow Poets and Readers:

I'm pleased to announce the following tanka selected for One Man's Maple Moon: 66 Selected English-Chinese Bilingual Tanka, Volume Two. The anthology is scheduled to be published in late October. Each poet whose tanka is included in the anthology will receive a copy of  its e-book edition.

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Wishing you all a very happy and creative 2016.

Chen-ou 


Selected Tanka:

my cardiologist
tells me my heart
is clogged
with a little bit of bacon
and a little bit of you ...

NeverEnding Story, March 23, 2014

Roary Williams


countless fireflies
crash into headlights
this summer
more suicide bombers
make the news

Haiku Canada Review, 7:2, October 2013

Luminita Suse


"Sa-Yo-Na-Ra"
I said in a dream --
opening the curtain,
a flood of light comes in
like a tsunami

Ribbons, 10:1, Winter 2014

Aya Yuhki


no need to pretend
nor guard myself from hurt
this mountain peak
pierces self-doubting clouds
I find my core again

NeverEnding Story, August 2 2014

Beverley George


I punctuate
the silence
between us
with one word
and a finger

NeverEnding Story, July 11 2014

Tzod Earf


the echo of children
and laughter
on Grandmother's porch
a faded rocking chair
cradles the breeze

Gusts, 18, Fall/Winter 2013

Kay L. Tracy


each fold
of Mum's old letter
demands
to be repeated ...
her hands, my hands

Moonbathing, 9, 2013

Keitha Keyes


every night
exploding stars
on the river
I play god
with my stones

Skylark, 1:2, Winter 2013

S.M. Abeles


she fed me
from her gentle breast ...
this morning
she murmurs to herself ,
I don't want to go to school

NeverEnding Story, May 10 2014

Djurdja Vukelic Rozic


a blue highway
taking me beyond the before
and after...
days I remember
days I remember to forget

NeverEnding Story, December 9, 2014

Rebecca Drouilhet


in silhouette
a woman sitting alone
beside the dock
the sound of a wave
turning into itself

Ribbons, 6:4, 2010

Susan Constable


walking
from rain to sleet
to snow …
the years sink deeper
into my bones

NeverEnding Story, November 27, 2015

Susan Constable


conversation
takes a lighter turn
dragonflies
skimming the surface
skirting the water's edge

A Hundred Gourds, 2:2 March 2013

Simon Hanson


you sign your letters
"affectionately"
I write "loving you’
picking a scab in my cleavage
I watch it bleed

Just This, 2013

Margaret Chula


jazz and rain,
few words to say
in the space
of missing you,
only this blue wound

Moonbathing, 7,  Fall/Winter, 2013

Joyce Wong


easel in the attic
gathering dust,
while gazing at a maple tree
in the window
she 'paints' her first leaf

Gusts, 8, Fall/Winter 2008

Jenny Barnard   


birdsong
for a moment
I forget …
drifting downstream
songs I’ll never sing again

Lynx, 28:2, June 2013

Asni Amin


past the hens
bathing in the dirt
soundlessly
a knife sharpener
walks and is gone

The Prism of Mokichi, 2013

Saito Mokichi


high school reunion
the same antagonists
vie to be first...
lorikeets squabble
on the bird bath edge

Ribbons, 10:1, Winter 2014

Marilyn Humbert


the red dot
on my forehead
binds me
to a man
who's in his own orbit

Simply Haiku, 5:3,  Autumn 2007

Kala Ramesh


he chose
surgery to become
a woman
posing as a man
to see his grandchildren

NeverEnding Story, September 7 2014

Ignatius Fay


at four p.m.
my spirit drops down
like the sun
but then an old friend calls
chick-a-dee-dee-dee-dee

red lights, January 2014

Neal Whitman


time traveler                                     
on the road with Basho
watching stars spin
fireflies disappearing
I fill my brush with ink

The Bamboo Hut, 1:2, January 2014

Carole Johnston


waking half way
through the day
half the sunshine
half the pain
-- still time for a poem

Little Purple Universes, 2011

Helen Buckingham


only remembering
how he loved me...
in a clear brook
white clouds gather
in my hands

Honorable Mention, 2014 Tanka Society of America Tanka Contest

Christine L. Villa


this rock
in its silence
louder
through my flesh
than a cicada symphony

Bright Stars, 2, 2014

Carole Harrison    


life-size clay horse
made to pull a chariot
for an emperor
unearthed, it has traveled
to a foreign afterworld

NeverEnding Story, October 22, 2014

Pat Tompkins


we lean
into one another's
broken parts
a pair of thrushes
rebuild their nest

Biding Time: Selected Poems 2001-2013, 2013

H. Gene Murtha


for love
Anna threw herself
beneath a train --
grabbing coffee, I hear
his wife's cheating on my friend

Fire Pearls, 2,  2013

Joyce S. Greene


slowly
I open my wings
and let this loneliness
fly away
in the summer forest

I'm a Traveler, 2011

Kozue Uzawa


updating
the moonlight       
in her backyard garden
my neighbour's
LED birds

NeverEnding Story, November 14, 2014

Donald Wilson


perforations
along this notebook page
almost invisible
the tiny separations
that ease the final parting

First Place, 2014 TSA International Tanka Contest

Lesley Anne Swanson


astride
a fault line in the bay
a sea star
one small splice
in this fractured world

Certificate of Merit, 7th International Tanka Festival Competition

Lesley Anne Swanson


long before
Mother's burial
my life
had some sort of form ...
now this sea of rage

NeverEnding Story, November 19, 2014

Sergio A. Ortiz


I walk in the rain
chestnut flowers all around:
me after
   them after me
        after them…

A Hundred Gourds, 3:2, March 2014

Steliana Cristina Voicu


The phone lines
that should carry your voice
sag with ice…
this unfinished scarf,
I never could get the tension right

Ribbons, 9:3, Fall 2013

Carol Purington


this hour
of clarity each day
before dawn
and the dark wing
casts its shadow

Gusts, 18, Fall/Winter 2013

Brian Zimmer


Unable to sleep
I step outside
see the morning star --
which regret greater
my lived or unlived life

A Hundred Gourds, 3.1, December 2013

Bruce England


crossing over
the bridge of sighs
I felt you
folding into me
folding into prayer

Gusts, 19, Spring/Summer 2014

Debbie Strange


jingle of the dog’s collar
out in the hall --
we pause
in our lovemaking,
Christmas Eve

American Tanka, 11, 2007

Michael Dylan Welch


treasure hunting
in the Yamuna river
for your love
all I find is fear
mixed with plastic

Atlas Poetica, 19, 2014

Aruna Rao


aging
with or without
money
the ka-ching
of bones

Gusts, 19, Spring/Summer 2014

LeRoy Gorman


at typewriter
backspacing to a typo
ra ta ta ta tat
my anti-war muse
machine-gunned dead

Honourable Mention, Third International Tanka Competition

Guy Simser


from my hospital window
I see across a bare field
in the morning rain
a yellow silk umbrella
on its solitary way

First Place, 2003 Tanka Society of America International Tanka Contest

Sanford Goldstein


lying
under stars
becoming
a wide slow
river

Concise Delight, May 25, 2009

Larry Kimmel


on a high ledge
a squirrel is nervous
enough to jump --
you speak of
the discomforts of love

Lynx, 28:3, October 2013

Robert Annis


I reminisce
your childhood smile ...
like a butterfly
I chase
in the garden

Ribbons, 10:1, Winter 2014

Pravat Kumar Padhy


unable
to buy postcards
in Auschwitz
I pick a fallen leaf
fold it into my notebook

A Hundred Gourds, 3:2, March 2014

Sonam Chhoki


as if
still waiting to be claimed
a leather suitcase
in Auschwitz with the name:
M. FRANK, HOLLAND

Skylark, 2:1, Summer 2014

Sonam Chhoki


more willing now
to move with the tides
in my life
I hear the rhythmic creaking
of an old tree in the wind

Ribbons, 3:3, Autumn 2007

Thelma Mariano


cutting
turquoise-blue hyacinths
the color of sky
i visit my sister
who just miscarried

First Place,  2013 Tanka Way Contest

Pamela A. Babusci


never pregnant
i cut into a ripe
pomegranate
red seeds flowing
down the barren sink

Haiku Pix Review, 1, Winter 2011

Pamela A. Babusci


rain falling
on crumbling tombstones
in the woods
I feel the weight
of ancient grief

Eucalypt, 9, 2010

Gerry Jacobson


on a shelf
in her dining room...
the red truck
her father bought
hoping for a boy

A Hundred Gourds, 2:1, December 2012

Ken Slaughter


thinking what a fool
for love I've been
after a long sigh
I again pick up
Madame Bovary

Fire Pearls, 2, 2013

Sylvia Forges-Ryan


all dark
and boarded up
this year
the storefront where
the gypsy read my palm     

Gusts, 11, Spring/Summer 2010

Barry George


driving to work
on a winter morning...
the fog
of her dementia
envelops me

Kokako, 21, September 2014

Anne Curran


I look again
through mountain mists…
there, a skylark
illumines a thought
conjured in darkness

A Hundred Gourds, 3:3, June 2014

Alegria Imperial


last night's
storm still brewing
her voice
grows more defiant
with each fine

Atlas Poetica Special Feature: Angry Tanka,   2014

Shloka Shankar


flames lick
at logs that never burn
in the gas fireplace
after our divorce
embers smolder

Gusts, 19, Spring/Summer 2014

Helen E. Herr


the dandelion
trapped beneath a rock …
a swell of tears
from the child not picked
at the adoption fair

Undertow Tanka Review, 2, 2014

Mary Davila


the crows
are vanishing
at twilight
my child stretches
the end of play

Editor's Choice, Cattails, 2, May 2014

Ramesh Anand


there are stories
a mother shouldn't tell
her daughter --
that cloudless summer day
when you told me

All The Shells, 2014

Marianne Paul


you went through the motions
I was lost in the chill
our baby never was
but I know her face
in my dreams

NeverEnding Story, January 7, 2016

Leslie Bamford


Mother's Day --
although I know she's gone,
I knock
and wait for the distant
mountain to grow green

VerseWrights, April 13,  2014

Rita Odeh


dragon dance parade
in the financial district
heralding spring ...
lucky charms store owner
waits for the wind to fall

NeverEnding Story, February 8, 2015

Angelo B. Ancheta