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Alan Peat’s “Long Weekend”: “The lawns have not yet parched. Bird’s-foot trefoil dots them with splashes of buttery yellow…”

Lynn Edge reflects on the lessons she’s learned writing haibun.

“Night Devotions” by April Woody: “In the village where I grew up, a woman called Monk lived in a house with another woman…”

“An unkept promise to myself” by Timothy Daly: “Nain spoke a Welsh that was more like a song…”

Stella Pierides reflections on how haibun can re-frame difficult issues and produces “a healing process of transformation.”

“Touching the Void” by Lew Watts: “…later when I was on my own / I’d play the fall over and over / the rope tugging taut…”