tourists talking
in several languages--
the glassblower exhales

—Michael Dylan Welch

Winner of an Honorable Mention in the 2003 Haiku Poets of Northern California Senryu Contest
Mariposa #10, Spring/Summer 2004, p. 23.
Tug of the Current: 2004 Red Moon Anthology. Jim Kacian, ed. Winchester, Virginia: Red Moon Press, 2005, p. 77.

This poem was inspired by a trip to Venice, Italy, renowned as it is for its glassblowing. The breath of the glassblower, trapped in glass, may contain the universal language of art.

About the author: Michael Dylan Welch is editor/publisher of Tundra: The Journal of the Short Poem. A long-time vice president of the Haiku Society of America, he was also cofounder of the Haiku North America conference in 1991, cofounder of the American Haiku Archives in 1996, and founder of the Tanka Society of America in 2000. He has published his poetry in hundreds of journals and anthologies in more than a dozen languages, and has won first prize in each of the Henderson, Brady, Drevniok, and Tokutomi contests, among others. Though originally British, and having grown up in England, Ghana, Australia, and Canada, Michael now lives with his wife and two children near Seattle, Washington.


Responses to the haiku for 20 April 2007 by Michael Dylan Welch

    Alan Summers
    2007-04-20 04:12:22

    Venice reminds me of the Orsoni brothers and smalti, whilst glass-blowing reminds me of the British Haiku Society haiku & glass readings at the Leather Market in London! ;-)

    As usual, a highly evocative haiku.

    kala ramesh
    2007-04-20 05:57:22

    Hi Michael,

    I can easily visualise the scene!
    Great work.


    2007-04-20 07:51:44

    Excellent, although I personally resent Canada being listed LAST on the string of countries in which you have lived. :)

    Well done.

    Penelope Applebottom
    2007-04-20 12:46:47

    finding the perfect necklace
    handblown in Venice
    under the bed

    Thank you, Michael!
    Venice memories come "flooding" back...

    Susan Constable
    2007-04-20 15:11:33

    Lovely haiku, Michael. Makes me wonder if it's more difficult to blow glass or speak in foreign languages. ;-)


    b. m. richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2007-04-20 23:18:12

    michael, i concur. the finger lakes area of new york, and yearly field trips to the corning museum of glass are etched in my mind. the glassblowers, and the terrific heat associated with this skill; reminiscing, i recall the bellowing furnace, and the growing bubble, at the end of a rod, destined to become this master centerpiece...


    in awe
    as the glassblower exhales--

    Collin Barber
    2007-04-23 10:58:14

    Simply beautiful, Michael.

    2007-04-24 17:04:27

    I love the feeling I get
    from this, Michael...
    almost as if I become
    part of that exhaling...