jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

‘counting star-bones’ my debut e-chapbook of contemporary haiku

Yavanika Press is with Kyle Hemmings and 2 others.

It’s not everyday that we come across a breathtaking manuscript, and it is certainly not everyday that we get to launch a writer’s debut chapbook on her birthday! 🙂

Please join us in this dual celebration as we wish Alegria Imperial (Alee, as she is fondly called in the haiku circle) a spectacular birthday AND launch her debut e-chap, ‘counting star-bones.’ 🙂

Cover photo: Rohan Kevin Broach

You can download your copy and drift into the celestial sphere soon after, here:

https://yavanikapress.wixsite.com/home/our-titles

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July 30, 2018 Posted by | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Daily Haiku: May 12, 2018

Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog

fountain plume

on the boy’s tongue

a rainbow

 

 

by Alegria Imperial (Canada)

Mayfly, #64, 2018

 

 

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May 12, 2018 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

cackling

the measured widths we shrink into

talking in the darkness like late crickets heaving up a molehill

a cackle of office meniscus

summer drizzle a wet stone growing an ear

in a sonogram frog song

lollipops in the basket some promises un-swapped

war of the fishes stilled in a pitted clam shell

 

otata November 2017

February 28, 2018 Posted by | haiku, poetry, sequence, Uncategorized | , , , , , | Leave a comment

too late

too late

“dead cells”, they say of hair, same thing about nails, skin, too, that                                         sloughs off tempers, hurts, lusts, and regrets, which send the heart hurtling in Hades

caterwauling

flailing braided hair of nymphs, could they have been instruments of  execution? and the mane of golden boys, pennants in the eyes of virgins… unbeknownst dripping of night

a prolonged moon

on hair that has found its own rights and freedom, denuded by tectonic eruptions spewing inner fire, deluded by the burst of spring that by the time it booms, a live head

thuds on a stone grate

 

otata November, 2017

February 28, 2018 Posted by | free verse, poetry, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

three works (they say/about the spheres/interpretentions)

 

1.

they say

mountain clouds

implode in a colic

 

a stare brings on

revolts

 

snow buntings invite

green eyes

 

fibrous bones

roll down a mulch hill

 

a rasp in his caws

one catches

 

wild weeds

pierce fresh wombs

 

in a clam shell

of not-thereness

 

2.

 

about the spheres

 

a wink enough
to lift
the moon’s hem

a slivered blue
licks paradise

part grit part
fluff the foaming universe

constellations stringing rocks into falsies

concoctions a boom of moon craters

 

3.

 

interpretentions

 

with my lips, I accept the many ways grass wears dew that Van Gogh kept secret

 

I agonize so much so that my stomach contracts regurgitating Dali’s white lies

 

a valley of lilies I hurtle into with eyes closed on Monet skinny dipping

 

the spastic leg throws of marionettes as Picasso dreamt I can

 

together shedding barnacles from cliffs chipped clean in cubes Mondrian says his own

 

thieves inhabit the hippocampus of dawn beetles scaling the spirals of Gaudi’s nights

 

my singed heart hurts so the onyx solitaire Klee entraps with dancing threads

 

 

otata April 2017

February 15, 2018 Posted by | fragments, haiku, poetry, sequence | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

book spine haiku…

1.

then and now…

the little prince

under the sea wind

 

2.

far to go–

the concubine

when the wells run dry

 

3.

the piano–

basil and the pygmy cats

joy luck club

 

4.

the republic–

postcards

of mice and men

 

5.

war and peace

as I lay dying…

metamorphosis

 

6.

grapes of wrath

the god of small things

barn burning

 

7.

no exit

love in the time of cholera

a midsummer night’s dream

 

8.

swamp angel

death of a salesman

paradise lost

 

9.

steppenwolf

the unbearable lightness of being–

leaf storm

 

10.

talking horse–

the importance of being earnest

a new life

 

11.

demian–

strange news from another star

beneath the wheel

 

12.

wind in the willows

crisis pages in a diary–

if the war goes on

 

  • somerset maugham/antoine de saint-exupery/rachel carson 2) alison pick/norah lofts/thomas h. greene, s.j. 3) jane campion/eve titus/amy tan 4) plato/annie proulx/john steinbeck 5) leo tolstoy/william faulkner/franz kafka 6) john steinbeck/arhundhati roy/william faulkner 7) jean paul sartre/gabriel garcia marquez/william shakespeare 8) ethel wilson/arthur miller/john milton 9) hermann hesse/milan kundera/gabriel garcia marquez 10) bernard malamud/oscar wilde/bernard malamud 11)hermann hesse/hermann hesse/hermann hesse 12) kenneth grahame/hermann hesse/herman hesse

June 8, 2016 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

shortened hem/through her eyelet wrap/cross legged

shortened hem a spillover of stargazers

through her eyelet wrap his sins for a year

cross legged

her bare knees attract

a flock of gulls

 

otata wordpress.com June 2016

 

June 7, 2016 Posted by | haiku, poetry, Uncategorized | , , , , , | Leave a comment

New works at Under the Basho: early darkness, winter dusk, on the verge, pale sunset, word storm,

early darkness —

the dough yields its breast

to my hands

 

cattails, January 2015

Under the Basho my personal best 2015

 

winter dusk—

we scoot over 

for shadows

 

Under the Basho Stand-Alone hokku 2015

 

on the verge

of rocketing–

scent of silence

 

pale sunset 

the blue heron’s

midlife

 

word storm 

turning shadows

into a burden

 

Under the Basho modern haiku 2015

 

December 26, 2015 Posted by | haiku | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

A haiku trio on the sky

forlorn sky
a kitten’s inaudible
mewling

fog horn
across the beach
injured clouds

dream catcher
the shifting colours
of rain

August 27, 2015 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , | 2 Comments

a heron’s stare (haiga)

a heron's stare

a

heron’s

stare

years

from

now

the proof

of my

existence

July 9, 2015 Posted by | Uncategorized | 2 Comments