A selection from the 2001 issues of paper wasp

sun and moon
on outstretched hands
desert silence

in the western sky
the False Cross huge over
the easter weekend

on the horizon
a winter round tree softens
heaven and earth

Jacqui Murray

country airport
spur wings waiting
for take off

before the sun
comes over the hill
its halo on clouds

winter afternoon
black cockatoos wheel
in from the west

through
bamboo grove
stripes
of a cow

day after day today no day lilies

Janice M. Bostok

remand wing
her life's poem
on her arms

approaching thunder
the base of a glass
taps on kitchen tiles

from hut to hut
several languages
describe the moon

Tony Beyer

out of exam
the bellbirds calling

an open door
light falls on
one pair of sandals

Ross Clark

first winter day
summer's black snake
too slow for my axe

John Knight

peace rally
lined
with batons

80+
separate rooms
visiting rights

outdoor cafe
pen catches
the raindrop

tim bravenboer

the autumn sea-
on the dunes stand seagulls
and refugees

an empty park-
the hight of the sky
revealed by a star

Jack Galmitz

summer evening-
I join her watching rain
from the window

K. Ramesh

taking their time
his finger counts
her vertebrae

after the rain
a sudden burst of sun
and crows

Giovanni Malito

first night in Oz
a huntsman spider
shares the shower

absent husband
the dog sleeps
on his side of the bed

pensioners' party
on every plate
leftover crusts

Vanessa Proctor

after the funeral
some black marks through
lists of tasks

what a wind:
dark leaves already fallen
rise up again

Gerald George

picnic-
jacaranda blossoms
in the salad bowl

city gardens
two drinks later
summer sun still lingers

in close embrace
stunted shadows
cling to our feet

walking me
to my car
only this white moon

in the silence of the desert night one mosquito

katherine samuelowicz

bruised nectarine
the love bites
on her neck

in love again
the old man lies
about his age

alone again
the steady buzz
of my heater's fan

bustling station
everything stops
for the non-stop train

Carla Sari

rush hour
a cloud shadow
runs the red light

Mark Brooks

botanical gardens
above foreign trees
familiar sky

Lyn Reeves

eye of the storm-
the roof of a peat factory
covered with seagulls

I peg clothes
edge to edge
on the washing line-
the half-moon
in a blue sky

Patricia Prime

watermelon season-
the little girl
widens her grin

Joanna Preston

in the fog
each crow
a different shade of darkness

John Sandbach

porn shop purchase
sales assistant wraps it in
brown paper

Mark Power

the morning in bed
together
testing
each other skin

Jonathan Fisher

from the ship's stern
so low on the horizon
Southern Cross

haiku stone-
a lizard's slither
up the poem, shames it

John Ower

 

this evening at dusk
I'd rather hear these cows
than listen to a nightingale

every single row
of the town drunk's garden
crooked

Ty Hadman

janitor's broom
the wood worn smooth
near the middle

Sean Lause

my wounds
still row
under the scars

Rowan Donovan

from vintage point
on the traffic lights
crow surveillance

Margaret Manson

an excuse
for a bit of steamy romance
showering together

Jeanne Jorgensen

I'll miss the lark song
in the morning, she said...
then closed her eyes

William Galasso

looking at her body
unclothed in the mirror
she's counting weeks

Franciszek Haber - translated from Polish by J. Higginson

winter evening-
each square in grandma's quilt
a memory

heat shimmer-
green water fades
into the blue

Kathy Lippard Cobb

the screen
without your words
moon face on the creek

cat stretching
rolls in warm earth
her shape

dark with moss
headstones face east
and bluebells

Joan Davis

beach walk~
drowning my tinnitus
in the sea

spring rain!
The urge to free a gum leaf
stuck in the gutter

John Bird

Friday market-
posters of missing children
watch us meet and part

a winter day-
all morning spent
rearranging the dust

H.F. Noyes

the world disappears
except for the sunlight
through lace curtains

Dawn Bruce

with delicate steps
behind sombre, sober monks,
Buddha takes a leak

dying dog-
my hands
avoid the .22

Brian Henderson

fresh brewed coffee
hot summer night
the taste of your skin

Estelle Randall

red squirrel wood-
camera snapping at
subjects long gone

Marian Hussenbux

beaded cobweb
drapes across my path
I go the other way

Joy Hutton

 

twilight~
the grey gum whitens
with egrets

Alma E. Bird

after the race
a greyhound sniffs a
discarded ticket

Carmel C. Lively

autumn willow
your branches hold
no more tears

Graham Nunn

my friend's child
almost died
the clouds still float

Esther Theller

lisc gna...
wiatr

a leaf....
chasing wind

 

noca
bezdomna
tuli sie do rzeki

homeless
at night
she snuggles to the river

Grzegorz Kosson - translated from Polish by katherine samuelowicz

 

 

winter night
in double-glazing
echoes of the moon

Peter Williams

moon amongst lilies
a street-boy surfaces
in the tomb's pool

Steve Dolphy

flowering again-
the tree I planted
two houses ago

midday sun
two crows and their shadows

Ron Heard

first light
a fox follows its shadow
across the creek

Paul Miller

only meters
from my cappuccino's foam-
breaking waves

Christina Kirkpatrick

blizzard whiteout-
the whole world inside
my lost car

covered bridge
between the planks sun
flowing away

Edward J. Rielly