Jeff Winke has been writing and editing strong haiku for four decades. This attractive chapbook, from Distant Thunder Press in 1988, finds him at his robust best, with his special feel for environments well on display.
You can read the entire book in the THF Digital Library.
All haiku in the Book of the Week Archive are selected by Tom Clausen, and are used with permission.
row of pine each in its own way on icy gray skywinter moraine silence of sumac... the howl of windMarch evening walk house after house the cold blue flickerrural diner the waitress's sincerity: "Have a nice day."strung between the farmhouse and hen house a quilt of Amish gownsinto the gut of this hot August day- rotting pearshighway heat the chalky Olds convertible his white hair blowingspilled moonlight on a near-calm lake I bathe in her touchlast week's mail still spread on the kitchen table- late morning sunmy spiral notebook- the day's pattern uncoilsalone today- the sound of rain as it leaves the skycircle of birches her face not yet in full shadowdamp night a rip in the distance the nearing motorcycletaped to the page among yellowed war clippings the steel pennyleaning into the fog the bus driver adjusts his glassesAfter Shiki: glancing back the woman I passed grows lovelier