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Issue #151, North Boulder Open space following the January 2009 fire, January 11, 2009. Haiku by Patrick Lynn, Krista Morien, Robert Power, Sara Benson, Susan Coppage Evans, Jonathan Machen, and Gene Langlois.

Dave Rosenberg, a Boulder haiku poet/web designer, contributes six haiga at the end of this issue.





fire danger sign
reads only moderate
charred hills in background




stalwart cactus
among blackened grass sits next
to half-eaten pretzel




memories are like
old leaves dancing in the wind
let them come to rest




a burned hillside -
temporary tourist site
for local people




mid-winter afternoon
feeling blessed when the sun comes out
abandoned when it leaves




pine trees rose above
it all, still breathing green
among charred plants




she steps to the side
to get her shadow out of
a patch of prickly pear




mule deer now peaceful
surveying charred hillside
munching roasted roots




walk for a while
stymied - no thought. so no writing
krista wrote them all




nature sits calmly
amid the ashes while people
scurry taking photos




almost like walking
through the stubble
of a newly shaved head




it's such a short walk
around the lake of one's life
very few jump in




hardy yucca
tinged black by forest fire
continues on with life




haiku poet
seeking clues of meaning
on ash-blackened hill




empty new home
stares naively through big windows
at the forest fire




sign says open house
i walk in, use the bathroom
look around, and leave




apparent standoff
between solemn subdivision
and hillside of ash




fancy row houses
bought with lots of dollars
for upscale living




a dozen sparrows flash by
weaving in and around the wind
against which I'm braced




a rebirth of sorts
recovering from strep
amongst the ashes




walk, smell..cars go by
i prefer 'charred' to exhaust
smells more natural



hollow from dancing
breath gently moves in and out
holding to nothing

at the dog park
he humps everything with four legs
mountain-dog winter

held up in the light
by hundreds perhaps thousands
of bits of grey gravel

ten feet away
jonathan takes a desperate pee
oblivious of me

the best part of a
cold, windy day is eating
blueberry cornbread with friends

****** The following Haiga are by Dave Rosenberg - we thank him for his contribution to this issue!



















solo/group kukai
drawing/writing/photography
jonathan machen