HarvestMichael Dylan Welch, editor. Press Here, Foster City, California, 1991, 20 pages, 52 poets (one poem each), ISBN 1-878798-05-7.
This book was the first book published in conjunction with the Haiku North America conference, which I cofounded in 1991. Since then, every two years, I’ve edited or coedited all of the conference anthologies. The 1991 conference took place at Las Positas College in Livermore, California (near San Francisco). “The haiku community on this continent is vibrant and growing, yet we are still small enough to be on a first-name basis. For this reason, the poems in this historic collection are arranged by each writer’s first name.” With these words from the introduction, the HNA conference anthologies began a tradition of arranging the poems by each person’s first name. The following poems are a baker’s dozen by some of the participants in this historic event.
summer afternoon— the coolness of the newspaper from the grocery bag
Cor van den Heuvel New York, New York
Crow-shriek of surprise his withered branch falling in an old graveyard.
Dave Wright Pleasanton, California
bus stop in the fog . . . warming my knees with the travel section
Ebba Story San Francisco, California
Poison oak along the unmarked trail . . . lost again
Garry Gay Windsor, California
children in bed— the silent blinking of fireflies
Helen J. Sherry San Diego, California
lottery tickets on the parking lot pavement in the blazing sun
Jerry Ball Livermore, California
through open windows of my parents’ empty house, the auctioneer’s song
Jerry Kilbride San Francisco, California
dawn— slowly in my room the white chrysanthemum
Kristen Deming Tokyo, Japan
old folks’ home— the square of light crosses the room
Michael Dylan Welch Foster City, California
Alone tonight— a cricket in the fold of my nightgown.
Patricia Donegan San Francisco, California
bullfrogs answer each other and my stomach
Paul O. Williams Belmont, California
Ordering a pretzel plain —salt on the change.
Vincent Tripi San Francisco, California
the city boy is the only one listening— the song of the frogs
William J. Higginson Santa Fe, New Mexico
“Sponsored by several of the most vital haiku organizations from the United States and Canada, Haiku North America is probably the most ambitious haiku even ever attempted outside of Japan. Everyone taking part in this coming-of-age celebration for English-language haiku will be helping make literary history.” —Cor van den Heuvel, 1991 (on the back cover of the HNA conference anthology, Harvest)
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