jornales

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

Five of my choicest published/awarded haiku

 

rooting in the sky

a palm tree’s

improbability

 

counting star-bones, an e-chapbook, July 2018

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

https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/omeka/items/show/5607

http://www.bonesjournal.com/no15/bones15.pdf

 

 

fountain plume

on the boy’s tongue

a rainbow

 

Mayfly issue 64, 2018

http://www.brooksbookshaiku.com/mayfly.html

 

autumn rain

the river carries

the sky

 

2ndPlace

European Quarterly Kukai, autumn 2017

http://europeankukai.blogspot.com

 

waiting for snow . . . 

his side of the bench

empty

 

The Jade Pond Collection: Sun Yat Sen Gardens Anthology

Vancouver Haiku Group, November 27, 2017

https://www.amazon.ca/Jade-Pond-Inspired-Yat-Sen-Classical/dp/1775112802

 

part grit part fluff the foaming universe

 

otata April 2017

https://otatablog.wordpress.com/2017/04/

 

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November 29, 2018 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

five one-line haiku at Under the Basho

Just too excited to share my one-line haiku just up at UTB today and because it’s been sometime since I’ve submitted/accepted at UTB. Thanks again, Johannes

UtB 2018

my eyes on foliage-d sky withering at zenith

river-crossing a breeze wipes off my fate line

mom’s nestled cheek in a boy’s breast my lover’s roost

a fissured boulder at sunset could be me

night’s gritty breath a sky I can’t find

https://underthebasho.com/…/one…/2439-imperial,-alegria.html

November 16, 2018 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

driftwood

driftwood

the strange scent

of sunrise

the daily haiku October 20, 2012 (archived)

 

Please click on the link to see the page

http://www.dailyhaiku.org/haiku/2012-october-20?fbclid=IwAR07GluUeKgZyz26B4WZTG9Q2xTKewIAhU5uXFgCOoKk7uuR3jL9moklLmk

 

 

November 7, 2018 Posted by | Uncategorized | 2 Comments

had I… (riddles) a versified haibun

…muscle to smash a coughing wall causing an orange mushroom swarm having failed with sneaker waves mapped out for dunce-capped heads

…tears to un-salt with laughter a tale of eaten tail

what feverish strings cicadas improvise…had I the brain to configure as blistered clouds sweep traces of blue in the shallows

I stand split-legged on mountain crags…were I a zenith sun etching furrows
on lips what spills off unconcerned moons

the mourning

dove’s alphabet

echoing mine

otata aug. 2018

 

 

October 27, 2018 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

‘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

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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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

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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

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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

 

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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