night rain
the crickets too
have stopped to listen
Author: Charles Trumbull
Charlie Trumbull's haiku and critical essays have appeared in publications in ten countries, have won several haiku contests, and have been frequently anthologized. He has held several posts with the Haiku Society of America, is the proprietor of Deep North Press, and from 2006 until 2013 he was the editor of Modern Haiku.
all the way down
to low E, the trombonist’s
eyebrows
in the gondolas
tourists photograph tourists
photographing them
poetry reading
the smell of humus
in the drizzling rain
flower show
the woman with the glads
undoes a button
at a crossroads
summer wind
through prairie grass
straight furrowed fields
all the things I wish
I could unsay
Missouri highway
this night there’s only me
and a radio preacher
my journey begins:
a few snowflakes
flutter in the breeze
shortest day–
the waiting room clock
at the ICU
moonrise
moonset
your nakedness