A Hundred Gourds 3:1 December 2013
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hunters’ shots –
the moon sneaking out
of the forest

spaceLavana Kray - Romania
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  the silence
where the stream turns deep ...
bobcat scat

space Michele L. Harvey - USA
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    blood moon
why is the Buddha

space Andy Burkhart - USA
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late autumn
my shadow stretching
to the graveyard

space John J. Han - USA
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old Jewish cemetery –
the lucky buried here

space Freddy Ben-Arroyo - Israel
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    night closes in
I give the police officer
a recent photo

space John McManus - UK
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a swallow pulls up
from its dive

space Polona Oblak - Slovenia
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  her lymph nodes
the peaks they planned
to climb

space Bruce H. Feingold - USA
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    one year later
her guide dog
keeps watch by her chair

spaceElizabeth Howard - USA
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lone homecoming –
dad's cigar purse
still in the same place

space Ken Sawitri - Indonesia
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  Dad's folded shirts –
my face

space Ruth Holzer - USA
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    market fragile ...
the hobo shelter falls
in the rain

spaceKaren O'Leary - USA
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abandoned road
a hawk emerges
out of its cry

space Roman Lyakhovetsky - Israel
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  abandoned quarry
the fig tree silently
splitting a rock

spaceJonathan McKeown - Australia
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    Hide and seek
Through the dry weeping willow

spaceSteliana Cristina Voicu - Romania
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