Easter morning
fox cubs scuffle
over a thrush egg

 

 

 

(The Mainichi, April 11, 2020)

 

Published by

Helen Buckingham

Helen Buckingham lives in Wells, UK. Her work appears regularly in journals and anthologies including: Frogpond, The Heron's Nest, Modern Haiku, Haiku in English: The First Hundred Years (W.W. Norton, 2013) and nada annunaad: an anthology of contemporary world haiku (Vishwakarma Publications, 2016). She won first prize in the Martin Lucas Award, 2016. Her most recent collection is the Touchstone Award shortlisted sanguinella (Red Moon Press, 2017).

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  2. Ah, I remember a fox cub in Kent, during a haiku writing workshop that I led, called a ginko (no, not gingko, that's a tree). And of course Bristol (UK) which both myself and Helen formerly hailed from, is full of fox cubs, I hope!

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    apple orchard my pause lengthens the fox cub

    Alan Summers
    traditional one line haiku

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    Well, Kent was the county of apples, and hopefully still is!

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    1. When I lived in North Road, Bristol, there were foxes in the cellar virtually every other night – rumour had it they were using it as a gambling den!

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