Alexa Selph is a native Atlantan, where she works as a freelance book editor and teaches poetry in the adult education program at Emory University. Her poems have been published in Poetry, Smartish Pace, Hummingbird and Modern Haiku, among others.
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I saw the full moon this morning on my way to work . I like the bird bath idea …..
This seems to provoke varying responses. I was struck primarily by the eeriness of the image, authentically uncanny in my reading. Yet I can certainly relate, for instance, to terrytip’s laughter. This is a remarkable poem.
In an artform so spare on words and where it seems that virtually everything has been thought of and tried a time or two, it’s so refreshing to read something so fresh and new. That’s what makes this poem so enjoyable to read and ponder. Wonderful!
Dylan, since the daily haikus do not seem to be so daily anymore, I wonder if you are suffering from burn-out or if there is some other problem? There are so many of us who look forward to Tiny Words everyday and I’m wondering if there is someway we can help you. If you would post a request on this site, I’m sure that many of us would respond. Judith
lady judith, it startles me, the things, endless, which give rise for my comment. there have been 22,777 comments, and counting, to tinywords.com.
times, i suffer from “reader’s burnout”. take heart, and savour the 1554 previously published haiku(s); many seem to have overlooked?
i’m not dft(lol)
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morning
marching cross the balcony
why scratch your head–
mourning dove
ah reason, or lack thereof, simply amazing one’s response; albeit being lost on me. such heady thoughts, too early this dawn.
again, i reason to re-read my comment; however might it be, as i’m brought to reason, i’m not your annotator #12.
reason, does this stand to reason, or arte thou reasonless.
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silent dove–
your coo still resounds
this spring dawn
“…full moon
ghostly pear trees in bloom
cross abandoned field, pre-after season sales
into the night a cuckoo returns the call
spring peepers; jeepers
cool, snow melts
in time for spring cleaning
2 tiny words, damn damn; DAMN
lightning so bright; brilliancies in one flash
stumbling ‘gainst wet mossy stone wall
all this green forgiving the rain
spring lavender breeze–”
I saw the full moon this morning on my way to work . I like the bird bath idea …..
I had to LOL !
back stroke
pushing off the side
feathers flying
This seems to provoke varying responses. I was struck primarily by the eeriness of the image, authentically uncanny in my reading. Yet I can certainly relate, for instance, to terrytip’s laughter. This is a remarkable poem.
It is a wonderful haiku.
I like to watch the moon rising during the night and your haiku gives a very nice image of it.
I just love it. And terrytips comments made another fun picture. Thank you for a wonderfully provocative piece.
In an artform so spare on words and where it seems that virtually everything has been thought of and tried a time or two, it’s so refreshing to read something so fresh and new. That’s what makes this poem so enjoyable to read and ponder. Wonderful!
Very original and tightly written.
face up, face down, glad its the lovely moon, and not me
Hi,
I like your haiku. It is simple and very deeply thoughts.
the evening
I robbed the stars and made
a necklace for my darling…
Lovely image of bathing moon. I hope it’s just bathing.
What a reflection_!
An owl… bathes in this crater.
_m
i liked it to read your haiku, Alexa!
Dylan, since the daily haikus do not seem to be so daily anymore, I wonder if you are suffering from burn-out or if there is some other problem? There are so many of us who look forward to Tiny Words everyday and I’m wondering if there is someway we can help you. If you would post a request on this site, I’m sure that many of us would respond. Judith
lady judith, it startles me, the things, endless, which give rise for my comment. there have been 22,777 comments, and counting, to tinywords.com.
times, i suffer from “reader’s burnout”. take heart, and savour the 1554 previously published haiku(s); many seem to have overlooked?
i’m not dft(lol)
–
morning
marching cross the balcony
why scratch your head–
mourning dove
RE: commentator #12, bmr, your dove could be bemoaning the loss of the birdbath; it’s been full of moon since way last Monday.
ah reason, or lack thereof, simply amazing one’s response; albeit being lost on me. such heady thoughts, too early this dawn.
again, i reason to re-read my comment; however might it be, as i’m brought to reason, i’m not your annotator #12.
reason, does this stand to reason, or arte thou reasonless.
–
silent dove–
your coo still resounds
this spring dawn
poets love the moon
where ever they find it
soggy or not
night’s rain
this over filled bird-bath
capsizes the moon
I hide my face
being mooned
by the moon
http://tycho.usno.navy.mil/vphase.html
all the stars above
anticipate
a refill
Pen (again) lovely reflection indeed
such reason
a
thank you
~^.^~
It’s nice to meet you, Alexa,
and this haiku is absolutely delightful!
I shall carry the image with me…
;)
Lary
a reason
“…full moon
ghostly pear trees in bloom
cross abandoned field, pre-after season sales
into the night a cuckoo returns the call
spring peepers; jeepers
cool, snow melts
in time for spring cleaning
2 tiny words, damn damn; DAMN
lightning so bright; brilliancies in one flash
stumbling ‘gainst wet mossy stone wall
all this green forgiving the rain
spring lavender breeze–”