Australian Haiku

SydneySightlines

2012-01-07T17:41:00.000+11:00

Thanks for your interest in Australian Haiku.

For the moment I am focusing on street life life around Sydney. You are invited to visit SydneySightlines.

Cheers, Dalloway

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an unlit taper

echoes then rolls

stained glass

shadows

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gesticulating wildly

they talk

of the simple life

2010-09-25T22:39:00.002+10:00

Sydney is considering running light rail down George Street. Here's what it could look like.

And its current state...

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2010-06-23T10:31:00.000+10:00

a train's

winter shadow - always

that one mistake

2010-06-04T23:26:00.003+10:00

Hey folk. As some of you know, I'm back at university studying urban design (the perfect course for any flaneur out there). So - just for this year - I've swapped photographing little things like bees for learning how to draw cities with actual, ink-filled pens.

Somehow, while I've been away, this blog has become far more popular than I could ever have imagined. So to say thanks for visiting and following Australian Haiku, here's one of my favourite bee photos from an earlier post. Cheers, Dalloway

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an elephant

holds back the butterflies

strong coffee

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frolicking

through dragonflies

first autumn wind

With thanks to Barb Henry for her background texture.

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old jetty

the smallest feather falling

through my blouse

Ambrosia, Issue 3, Spring 2009

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one last cloud

surrenders her colour

to twilight

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after work

the lotus flowers

already gone

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beyond

the office shadows

a Ginsberg Howl

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a boy strays

into the scrub

banksia men

Banksia men are the frightening villains of Snugglepot and Cuddlepie, a popular series of childrens books by Australian author May Gibbs, first published in 1918.

2010-01-16T10:59:00.003+11:00

hot wind

a grasshopper

on mint

2010-01-12T21:07:00.002+11:00

Hey folks. I suspect life's going to get a little busy for me down here in Sydney, so I may whip up a few less haiga this year. I'll see how it goes. I will try to visit your sites as often as I can.

And here's a link to a couple of goldfish haiga that havent been posted on my blog but can be found at HaigaOnline, if you're interested.

There's not nearly enough ku about goldfish in the world I reckon.

2009-12-21T20:56:00.003+11:00

cerulean sky

between the pond skater

and the eel

2009-12-19T08:18:00.002+11:00

the longest day

I finally take no

for an answer

Patrick Gillespie of PoemShape is collecting solstice haiku. E-mail your contribution via his contact page, or post it to his guest book.

And to get you in the mood, here's some winter solstice ku from the f/k/a archives.

2009-12-15T21:40:00.004+11:00

curtains cut down

to let in the sun

twisted flower

2009-12-13T16:44:00.003+11:00

I finally managed to elbow my way into The Herons Nest this month (Dec 2009, pg 3).

Australian Haiku just flew past 10,000 hits this weekend too. Thanks very much to you all.

2009-12-06T08:55:00.004+11:00

sunlight

through a bee

the sun

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ambling

into joggers

sudden heat

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cicadas cry

cold against my cheeks

last night's drinks

2009-11-17T23:10:00.005+11:00

his sky blue

shorts so tight

first blush

2009-11-16T21:11:00.001+11:00

The latest edition of Simply Haiku has kindly included some of my favourite haiga.

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sunlight sweeps

across the cluttered sill

temple bells

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the warmth

of a car bonnet - coffee

in the rain

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shoulderblades

catch the sun - the beetle

finally dies

2009-10-26T21:40:00.009+11:00

same same but different - thanks Bandit!

happy halloween

The similes of Jack Dalloway, aged three and three quarters

2009-05-02T16:50:00.009+10:00

Putting some thought into the matter, my three year old son announced, "I'm as fast as fire and daddy is as fast as lightning... and you, mum, are as slow as a glued bus."

Overlooking the questionable accuracy of his words, I admired the bright eyes of my blossoming little poet and offered him more juice.

trying my shoes...

he asks if there's anything

else I've got

2009-05-01T21:45:00.002+10:00

telegraph wires

Missing Much Loved

Family Pet

2009-04-29T17:10:00.005+10:00

Inspired by yesterday's comments...

swapping to macro

a rainbow lorikeet

headbutts the lens

2009-04-28T17:02:00.006+10:00

for Polona (Polona 876: Dalloway 1) ;)

sugar with

morning coffee... the lorikeet's

vermilion eye

Simply Haiku, winter 2009, vol 7 no 4

2009-04-25T13:56:00.005+10:00

April sun

caught by a tree

tossed in the wind

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blood

tinges the onion

fighting back tears

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castle ruin~

between my toes

the sand

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feeling for an angle

the bee curls

into grevillea

Simply Haiku, winter 2009, vol 7 no 4

Ada's secrets

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Achingly shy, Ada imagined she would never find anyone she could tell all her secrets to. She knew how the moon tastes in summer, how bees know which flower to visit next, how to tell whether a distant thunderstorm was caused by a butterfly. Sometimes her secrets were hauntingly sad. She knew for instance why geishas always appear in her neighbour, Mrs Edmond’s nightmares.

Lost in his own thoughts, Vladimir fell backwards onto a young woman walking her dog. He had been wondering why the sun smelt sweeter when gazed upon upside down.

she studies

the lint on his lapel

not yet spring

Moon haiku

2009-04-19T21:53:00.005+10:00

I suspect the moon is one of the most popular haiku subjects - with the moon doing strange things in water being the most popular subset of that genre.

Whilst working on yesterday's haiga, I repeatedly questioned its originality: moon gets chopped up by water - I plunge into it. Not hugely original but I figured I'd rather have at least attempted a unique moon haiku, than avoid the subject.

I settled on words that hopefully evoke images of cool water rushing past ears, a warm night, a quiet, solitary experience; and perhaps even suggest the idea of pulling the celestial down into a very sensory experience.

With these thoughts in mind, I went to bed and composed the following in my sleep:

salty moon

on a summer day

night swimming

I was more than a little amused that even my subconscious is now trying its hand at penning a unique moon haiku.

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being edited - watch this space

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a few dark ales

watching a case moth devour

my best lemon tree

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honeybees

in the afternoon haze

jasmine stirs

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ottoman palace

resting on the back

of a starfish

Simply Haiku, winter 2009, vol 7 no 4

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before the bell

stapling my son's tear damp

Easter bonnet

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the long grass

eleven ibis

headless, legless

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high noon

on Sydney Harbour - one thousand

dropped jewels

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parrot chatter

gives way to cricket chirrups

evening yoga

2009-04-01T14:44:00.004+11:00

old jetty

the smallest feather falling

through my blouse

Ambrosia, Issue 3, Spring 2009

2009-03-29T21:26:00.007+11:00

*
morning light-

fan dancers kindle

old chuckles

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heading home

from philosophy class-

a homeless man winks

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With editorial assitance from Patrick Gillespie. Many thanks.

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*
autumn breeze
seeing only
spring haiku
*

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editing this one - watch this space

2009-03-18T22:09:00.002+11:00

a moth leaves

a young girls grave

only moonlight now

Ambrosia, Issue 3, Spring 2009