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Birthday Poem

warbles and whistles and car horns —
my cottage in the city
mowing the lawn — hey, it’s Poh Seng's birthday!
low-flying chopper crossing the clear-cut — tree planters
half moon, the frogs chirping we put on our pyjamas


Motel Sunrise

I pick nasturtiums from the crowded pot sticky with slug slime
someone has chiselled footholds into the brazil nut tree
at the dog run people only know each other by their pets’ names
clouds building to the west — happy hour
Motel Sunrise under construction since 1990
I’ve stopped littering but the birch trees haven’t
just one moon snail shell on China Beach today — singing lesson


Sturgeon Moon
laundry out to dry then in — summer rain
the whole valley heard about the ruckus in the henhouse
bear scat loaded with saskatoons by Wolverine Creek I’m not afraid
my cabin among laurel
deep in the forest
sturgeon moon — my father wakes in his recliner
alder leaves drying in shade on the hot beach
my lunch an overripe peach I take two plums from a basket
they were so sweet and so cold

from Whisk


Jane’s new poetry collection from Brick Books!

Like glass floats themselves, these neat, clear poems contain Munro’s breath. They cross oceans. Jane Munro’s Glass Float—part travelogue, part journal, part meditation—picks up where Blue Sonoma ends: the speaker finds herself alone, at the live edge of her life.

—Ian Williams, author of Reproduction



The power of condensation; images containing silence, resonating out:
Poetry London talks with Mary diMichele about her work and ours


Tea Ceremony

wipers sluice pollen
from the windshield —
tea ceremony

the porch lights up
bats return to the barn

moon my companion
on the road
heading home

in the house i left last night
people are brushing their teeth

(from Whisk, 2013)
Image by Mirja Paljakka, used by permission


Leap Year Day, 2020: Susan launches three new multi-voice poems in Perth, Ontario, performed by Bon Echo as part of River Resonance Choir's inaugural concert "Music of Birth, Courage, Hope, and Loss."

Bon Echo is Anne Archer, Susan Gillis, Barb Secker, and Alfred von Mirbach.


After the blizzard
I go snowshoeing
In the backyard


Jan Conn's latest painting is called "Two Moon Blues". The subtle, hard-to-spot trails (silver, blue, red, orange) in the painting are the some of the roads that Jan took on her bicycle trip through Japan when she was following Basho's walking trails.

Painting on TerraFilm, 20x28in, acrylic paint, acrylic pen, pencil. 2020.

Dogs Watching Cats

Deja-ku Diary: Michael Dylan Welch samples cat-watching with a number of people, including Yoko's Dogs. We're honoured!

From MDW's post:
        watching the cat watch the rabbit
        watching me

The writing team of Jan Conn, Mary di Michele, Susan Gillis, and Jane Munro, known as Yoko’s Dogs, produced this poem in their collaborative book Whisk (St. John’s, Newfoundland: Pedlar’s Press, 2013, page 65). The renku-like context called for a two-line poem, or they might have presented this verse in a more expected three lines. Yet something about the combination of “watching the cat” and “watch the rabbit” in the same line makes those elements more instantaneous. And then we have the turn to “watching me,” creating a full circle. This circle makes this poem differ from other examples, where only two things are watching each other, or a short litany of observers ends with something other than a return to the first observer. Again, a moment of tension—what will the …

After Renga

A ghostly Jane, last to leave one of our renga sessions. Leave no trace! Wasn't that somebody's motto, sometime?


We celebrated our 11th birthday in Santa Fe, NM, at the 2017 Haiku North America conference.

Strings and buckets of blossoms

Peppers getting hot

The legendary market lived up to its...oh look, tomatoes!