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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 7, Number 3, September 2013


Geoffrey Winch
Felpham, West Sussex, United Kingdom


Inasmuch that it now gets darker later, it’s wonderful that winter is behind us. Not having to cope with the glaring headlights of those oncoming cars and devilish tailgaters means I’m actually able to enjoy my driving. And, this evening, across the downs other drivers seem to be feeling the same as me—all a little bit laid-back. When we squeeze past each other through the tighter spots we do so courteously; and on the open stretches everyone is giving everyone else plenty of room.

in my mirror
even a red drophead coupé
holding back

So, as I arrive for our monthly poetry gathering, I’m relaxed for once; and encouraged to find the others are here already—just waiting for me inside in anticipation. I’ve promised to introduce them something different this evening, so hand out what I consider to be some fine examples of haibun. We read them aloud—other people’s dreams, journeys, epiphanies—then discuss them at length.

By the time everyone is ready to try writing their own, darkness has gathered outside.

crossing the downs—this haiku
escaping me



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