ed markowski | winter sunset

31 01 2008
Poetry Dispatch No. 209 | January 31, 2008

Writing Small

I began Poetry Dispatch over two years ago with many missions in mind. Among them, spreading the beauty, delicacy, impact, truth of the small, ‘haiku-like’ poem. Sift through the archives (above) for any number of stunning poems about the length of a deep breath.

Occasionally I lose track of what I set out to do, wander down too many different paths…then read something as right as the small poem below and say to myself: Oh, yes. Never forget this.

I remind readers again of the ‘tiny’ website where this poem first appeared, where a small poem fills a page in a big way: http://tinywords.com/haiku/2008/01/29

Visit if often. Better yet, ‘subscribe’ to it (no cost). It’s a wonderful thing to open your e-mail and find a few short lines like this to greet you. Norbert Blei


winter sunset...       this sudden craving   for a hand-picked peach  by Ed Markowski

winter sunset…

this sudden craving
for a hand-picked peach

Ed Markowski


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imakito oku | a poem from broken water

14 01 2008


Poetry Dispatch No. 106 | October 9, 2006

he falls in love again
with the word pathétique

Imakitō Oku

from BROKEN WATER, Tokyo; Yamada, 1963

ralph murre | a few haiku in autumn

14 01 2008


Poetry Dispatch No. 110 | October 16, 2006

The Small Poem Re-visited Again (Forever!)

A Few Haiku in Autumn by Ralph Murre

voices on my walk
gold leaf veneer of this day
the bright-bloused women

among the birches
old men listen for music
peeing on dried leaves

which is you, heron?
white bird or white reflection –
the dark pond won’t tell