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Author: Mark Miller

A retired school teacher, photographer and award-winning poet, Mark Miller lives in a tiny seaside village on the east coast of Australia. His haiku have been published online and in anthologies, journals and newspapers worldwide.
  breaking drought— from cupped hands the child tastes the sky  
Posted on 23 October 201511 October 2015Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 15.27 Comments on
  wolf whistle ? she runs her ringed fingers through her hair
Posted on 30 June 201625 June 2016Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 16.13 Comments on
power outage the distant sound of a saxophone  
Posted on 27 June 201911 June 2019Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 19.12 Comments on
new inmate on the inside of her wrists butterfly tattoos    
Posted on 18 November 20203 October 2020Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 20.23 Comments on
graveyard shift another year of waiting tables of waiting dreams
Posted on 29 April 20211 April 2021Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 21.1Leave a comment on
glass rings on the barroom counter daylight moon
Posted on 19 May 202118 April 2021Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 21.13 Comments on
wind through razor wire a small girl cradles a wooden doll  
Posted on 9 November 202121 October 2021Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 21.21 Comment on
garbage night I lift the lid on my neighbor’s secrets  
Posted on 5 December 20222 December 2022Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 22.21 Comment on
fading contrail what life makes of pipe dreams  
Posted on 24 May 202327 April 2023Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 23.14 Comments on
chrysalis–– how little I know of my father’s life  
Posted on 16 November 202311 November 2023Author Mark MillerCategories Issue 23.22 Comments on
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