welcome to #78 of hedgerow. this week features artwork by Paula Dawn Lietz. as always, grateful to contributors & readers alike…enjoy!


with love & kindness,


caroline skanne
founding editor









unread books
are piling up
beside the bed
dunnocks carry twigs
nesting under the hedge


making supper
my heart sitting
on that hill
writing poems
above Quaker bones


I am trying
to learn to live with pain
the way I live with slugs
not running over them
but taking another path

After decades of living in the States and Canada, Joy McCall now lives in her birthplace of Norwich, England, growing older but not much wiser.


















dawn chorus
and response
and response
and response

Patti Niehoff (Cincinnati, Ohio USA) lives in southwestern Ohio with her husband and cats.









which apple
to peck

Christina Martin has been writing poetry since as far back as she can remember. She lives in West Wales in the UK where she takes much of her inspiration from the sea and her natural surroundings. She also paints.


















fairy princess
a missing tooth smile
as bright as her tiara


tabernacle lamp
the warm red glow
of sunset

Simon Hanson lives in Queensland Australia, grateful for another day . . .










wind chimes-
the rocking chair
starts without me

Steve Smolak lives in Herrin, IL, Usa. He reads, writes, and studies haiku daily.



















chiffon strap
the immodesty
of moonlight


gas flare
the midnight sea
awash in light

Dave Read is a Canadian poet.  His work can be found on his blog, davereadpoetry.blogspot.ca.









paper boats
sailing through a puddle
in the refugee camp

Chen-ou Liu is currently the editor and translator of NeverEnding Story, http://neverendingstoryhaikutanka.blogspot.ca/, and the author of five books, including Following the Moon to the Maple Land (First Prize, 2011 Haiku Pix Chapbook Contest) and A Life in Transition and Translation (Honorable Mention, 2014 Turtle Light Press Biennial Haiku Chapbook Competition)












the art is this issue was brought to you by Paula Dawn Lietz 

Paula Dawn Lietz is as well a multi-genre artist and photographer specializing in digital media. Lietz has garnered an impressive range of credits working with various publishers and authors, and revels in the creative energy generated within the artistic and literary community…

more at —






welcome to the last issue for 2015! it has been a glorious year for hedgerow, thank you everyone so much for turning up week after week! #60 features a series of raven photographs by the talented Paula Dawn Lietz (http://www.pdlietzphotography.com), as well as work by six different poets; a mix of new & familiar faces.


submissions for forthcoming issues of hedgerow will reopen in the new year! stay updated by following on twitter or fb (links below).


happy holidays & may 2016 be filled with love & joy!





with love & kindness…

caroline skanne, founder / editor







thrilled to announce that in early 2016, wildflower poetry press will publish Carole Johnston’s exciting new book MANIC DAWN! this stunning collection features fifty small poems by Carole Johnston & paintings by the artist Anne Milligan. the book will be available to purchase from the publisher (https://wildflowerpoetrypress.wordpress.com/) as well as from amazon in early 2016.

YOU CAN PREORDER a signed copy straight from Carole Johnston NOW! (for further details contact Carole directly @ morgana.bag@hotmail.com)

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This collection of poems is a synthesis of Carole’s fascination with Celtic myth and Japanese short form poetry, inspired by Dianne Di Prima’s Loba poems. Women, in these poems, shape-shift from girls to crows, from bag ladies to goddesses. 


that weird woman
with her bags of bags
origami crow
has she forgotten how
to button her sweater?


Carole Johnston lives and writes in Lexington, Kentucky, although she grew up in ‘nowhere zen New Jersey.’ Although she loves to wander, she never belongs anywhere. Carole has published numerous haiku and tanka in various journals and her chapbook,Journeys: Getting Lost, was published by Finishing Line Press. She can be found @morganabag on Twitter and Carole Herzog Johnston on Facebook







hunting season over
the deer with the broken leg
in my yard again


North Star
with my thoughts


winter sky tearing a page from his book

Julie Warther (@JulieWarther) serves as Midwest Regional Coordinator for the Haiku Society of America. (http://www.hsa-haiku.org) Her most recent venture involves the installation of 30 haiku stones as part of the Holmes County Open Air Art Museum in Millersburg, Ohio. (http://www.innathoneyrun.com/successful-grand-opening-ceremony/)














a crow perches
watching the warthogs’
ordered line passing
from hill to dappled shade
the river meanders by



striding out
sturdy siblings
tails dismissing the flies
nature choreographed
stronger together


*poems written in response to A Family of Warthog Moving On, 1968.


Tim Gardiner is an ecologist and poet from Manningtree in Essex, UK. His first collection of poetry, Wilderness, was published by Brambleby Books in 2015. more at http://www.essexfieldclub.org.uk/portal/p/Insect+poetry/r/view/u/125/x/91f6ad49

Alexandra Davis is an English teacher and poet from Felixstowe in Suffolk, UK.














frozen fields
my footsteps crack
the silence

Rachel Sutcliffe, from Yorkshire, UK, has suffered from a serious immune disorder for the past 14 years, throughout this time writing has been her therapy, it’s what keeps her from going insane!














snowed under
the snow moon…
some hands
find warmth near
a garbage can fire

Pat Geyer lives in East Brunswick, NJ, USA. Her home is surrounded by the parks and lakes where she finds her inspiration in Nature. She is an amateur photographer and poet.














sips of green tea
and talk of hometown politics …
aging immigrants

Chen-ou Liu is currently the editor and translator of NeverEnding Story, http://neverendingstoryhaikutanka.blogspot.ca/, and the author of five books, including Following the Moon to the Maple Land (First Prize, 2011 Haiku Pix Chapbook Contest) and A Life in Transition and Translation (Honorable Mention, 2014 Turtle Light Press Biennial Haiku Chapbook Competition)






Qu’apple valley
the further I get from home
prairie willows


on these earthly plains
snow angel

Devin Harrison, Vancouver Island – Canada, started writing Haiku about 3 years ago and is devoted to the genre. Last year he received first 1st in the Akida Contest, Japan.






the art is this issue was brought to you by Paula Dawn Lietz 

an accomplished published poet.  She is as well a multi-genre artist and photographer specializing in digital media. Lietz has garnered an impressive range of credits working with various publishers and authors, and revels in the creative energy generated within the artistic and literary community…

more at —








hedgerow #33

welcome to #33 of hedgerow, bringing you eleven different poets & artists. as always, a big thank you to readers & contributors alike!


with love & kindness.




an empty page
in the old typewriter —
new moon


gray shadows —
the soft landing
of a puma


midnight walk —
cherry blossoms shuffle
the silence

Theresa A. Cancro (Wilmington, Delaware, USA) enjoys observing nature, writing poems and short fiction, especially the challenge of haiku and related short-form poetry. Her work has been published internationally in print and online journals, including Presence, Chrysanthemum, Shamrock, Hailstones, A Hundred Gourds, A Handful of Stones, Cattails, and Kumquat Poetry, among others.





Debbie Strange (Canada) is a published tanka and haiku poet and an avid photographer. She enjoys creating haiga and tanshi (small poem) art. You are invited to see more of her work on Twitter @Debbie_Strange.




When the Dam Won’t Break

Sometimes the dam won’t break
Sometimes the breath holding
  becomes so automatic, lungs
  won’t expand and the oxygen
  in your pores becomes painful

Sometimes the clock won’t tick
Sometimes the unrest stops
  your soul from unfolding
  the heart beats without pumping
  your blood, leaving fingers cold

Sometimes one listen isn’t enough
Sometimes the song mustn’t end
  the music has more love to give
  your ears opening to the sound
  makes you weep silently

Sarah Thursday calls Long Beach, California, her home, where she advocates for local poets and poetry events. She runs a Long Beach-focused poetry website called CadenceCollective.net, co-hosts a monthly reading with one of her poetry heroes, G. Murray Thomas, and just started Sadie Girl Press as a way to help publish local and emerging poets. Her first full-length poetry collection, All the Tiny Anchors, is available now. Find and follow her on SarahThursday.com, Facebook, or Twitter.




The story
settles down
for a ride
in the story.

Kim Peter Kovac lives in Alexandria, VA, USA, where he produces plays for young audiences and writes poetry, prose poetry, creative non-fiction, haiku, haibun, and microfiction.




Try to catch the wind.
Count the ripples in the sea.
Become a child again.

Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines and anthologies such as Camel Saloon, Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Blueline, Missing of the Birds, the Bright Hills Press, Kind of A Hurricane Press and Poppy Road Review. She has been nominated three times for Best of the Net. Poet and Geek recognized her work as their best poem of 2013. Four of her books have been published by fine small literary presses.




another morning another crack in the ceiling


daydreaming about a garden I can daydream in


solitary day alone with the house plants


from my afternoon bed eavesdropping on 3 crows

Zee Zahava lives in Ithaca, New York (USA) and is the editor of the online haiku journal “brass bell.”





In those dreams

You’re out beyond
The shoreline and you’ve
Been there for some time.
You’ve forgotten,
Standing on an outcrop,
That the tide’s been coming in
All the while.

You’ve been
Absorbed in watching some fish
Moving, just below the surface,
Turning in fluid movements with
Their tails swaying back and forth in
Water gravity with buoyance as
Undertow, undertow as buoyance.

You realize the sea has surrounded,
If not engulfed, you with nothing
Left in sight but the shore off in the
Distance and a few rough rocks
Jutting out of the tidal waters
Like a ragged line of stepping stones:
Running down one side
With an occasional anchor sticking
Out of the water, close to shore, with
Their unique rusted surfaces intact.

That’s right, an archipelago of random rocks
And then one anchor after another.
What does it mean?

Who is it?

James Mc Elroy, a native of Belfast, currently teaches at the University of California, Davis. His articles and reviews have appeared in The Washington Post and The Los Angeles Times. Recent poetry publications include pieces in Vox Poetica, The Boston Poetry Magazine, and Literature Today.




purple sky
movements beneath moles holes
what the stray cat knows


after rains—
blue jay jive in the bird bath
cumulus clouds


August eve
long green sunlight
creeps along the grass

Anna Cates resides in Wilmington, Ohio with her two cats, Freddie and Christine, and teaches English and education online for several universities.





This is time to pause—
and witness rainbows learn to fly.

Kevin Heaton is originally from Kansas and Oklahoma, and now lives and writes in South Carolina. His work has appeared in a number of publications including: Guernica, Rattle, Slice Magazine, Beloit Poetry Journal, The Adroit Journal, and Verse Daily. He is a Best of the Net, Best New Poets, and three-time Pushcart Prize nominee.




rain-rinsed moonlight —
one by one jasmines unfold
in my garden

Archana Kapoor Nagpal is an internationally published author of four books and three anthologies. Presently, she resides in Bangalore, India. You can visit her Amazon Author Profile to know more about her books and literary contributions.




first star . . .
a swift’s gentle leaf-drop
into the chimney


out of the blue
one crow after another
hits the updraft


blushing sky . . .
a hummingbird waits
for the morning glory


nothing to say until the oriole sings

Julie Warther (@JulieWarther) lives in Dover, Ohio and serves as Midwest Regional Coordinator for the Haiku Society of America. (www.hsa-haiku.org). Her haiku chapbook “What Was Here” is available through Folded Word Press. http://foldedword.bigcartel.com/product/what-was-here

hedgerow #16

thrilled to bring you #16 of hedgerow featuring 13 different poets & artists. thanks everyone, contributors as well as readers, for turning up!

if you have a moment, please pass by our sister site wildflower poetry press (find links below) launching its first title this week. here you will also find a sneak peek of forthcoming titles, including the print version of hedgerow.


thanks again! with love & kindness…


Jennifer Thompson

pink sky
the perfection I failed
to reach…
I am cracked pavement
beside your painted lines

Jennifer Thompson, West Virginia, USA


Sandi Pray


Sandi Pray is a wild child who roams between mountain and marsh in North Carolina and Florida, http://ravencliffs.blogspot.com.


Bob Brooks


Oh to be

the very word
broad, flat,

useful as a doormat.



32 – 32

34 – 32

36 – 32

36 – 30

Bob Brooks’s poems have been published in many journals including The Beloit Poetry Journal, Poetry, Poetry Northwest, Prairie Schooner, and Rattle; in four chapbooks, most recently Companion Pieces (Finishing Line Press, 2012); and in the full-length collection Unguarded Crossing (Antrim House Books, 2011), short-listed for the 2012 Maine Literary Award in Poetry, and named first runner-up for the 2012 Eric Hoffer Poetry Book Award. He lives with his wife and dog in Concord, Massachusetts, and Stockton Springs, Maine.


Mike Keville

charity walk
the sound of gravel
in my hips


why! she asks…
how do I explain
to expectant eyes
granddad doesn’t
know everything…


morning mist
a peacock’s aha!
goes unanswered

Mike Keville from London AKA Mikeymike.


Anne Curran

at the art gallery
with an artist friend …
I am seduced
by her explanation
of light and dark

Anne Curran is a Japanese verse forms poet who lives with
her cat Ollie, and writes when time allows in Hamilton, New Zealand.


Michael Mark

– for Sara

You are the perfect moon.
I am the still lake

to show how beautiful
you are in all your phases.

Come and go as you please.
Whenever you are thirsty,

until you are full.

Michael Mark lives in California and is a hospice volunteer and long distance walker whose poetry has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize. @michaelgrow


Wendy Bourke

Bereft and adrift
– time stopped –
in a sea of grief,
for we could not imagine
how the lot of us
would make a go of it
without that calm,
beautiful man
captaining our little ship:

the passage of time
marked, one by one,
at the moment of resolve
to carry on
as best we could . . .
as he would have wished.

Wendy Bourke lives in Vancouver, BC where – after a life loving words and scribbling poetry lines on pizza boxes and used envelopes – she finally got down to writing and publishing her poetry “in earnest” four years ago.


Julie Bloss Kelsey

first dance
all awkward elbows
and tight knees
he watches her feet
at every turn


checking the pockets
before I launder
her school clothes
I add another rock
to my collection

(written in response to a wonderful poem by Robyn Cairns @robbiepoet)

Julie Bloss Kelsey (@MamaJoules on Twitter) lives in suburban Maryland with her husband, three kids, one dog, one rat, and eight fish.


Carole Johnston


Carole Johnston lives in Lexington, Kentucky USA where she drives around Bluegrass backroads with a notebook and camera in the front seat, capturing the haiku moment. Journeys: Getting Lost, Carole’s first chapbook of haiku and tanka, is now available for presale from Finishing Line Press. https://finishinglinepress.com/product_info.php?products_id=2211


Lolly Williams

Clear for Takeoff

leaving home …
butterflies take flight
beyond the garden
the air turbulence tilts
all my baggage to one side

crash landing
in a sleepy hollow …
through the years
seeds of slumber have attached
themselves to all my dreams

wandering lost
through every scene
with broken wings
I remind myself
that I will fly again

buttons, papers
odd bits of everything
parts of the sum
I clip new wings
from a magazine

enchanted evening
the scent of white jasmine
in the warm wind
I sense a whole other life
still ahead of me

Lolly Williams, from California, is a little magpie who collects scraps of words, phrases, images and other shiny things for her short form poetry and mixed media art. Her work can be found in various print and online publications.


Mary Kendall

curls of steam
a pot of ginger tea
fragrant this night

Mary Kendall, a poet from Chapel Hill, North Carolina, is the author of a chapbook, Erasing the Doubt, and co-author of A Giving Garden. Her poems have appeared both online and in print, and her blog, A Poet in Time can be found at http://www.apoetintime.com.


Olivier Schopfer


Olivier Schopfer lives in Geneva, Switzerland, the city with the huge lake water fountain. He likes capturing the moment in haiku and photography. His work has appeared in The Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku 2014 and in numerous online and print journals.


Stacey Murphy

At day’s end
All over the world,
We lather the cloths.
Time to remove the makeup
The armor
The magician’s blindfold
The leather
The ancient battle-mask
The gunk that might as well stay.
Scrub through the fake smile
The nervous twitch
The uncertain glance
The bruise
The pox
The shame
The un-yield
The unintended insult
The fully intended dig
The well-meant concern
The sloppy unwelcome kiss
The piercing glare.
Keep scrubbing. Try to get out
The control
The no way out
The making do
The not good enough
The slap
The no choice
The scars
The silence.
And now, sister of the world,
Tomorrow you start again.

Stacey Murphy is happiest when her thoughts are clear, short and haiku shaped, but living in Ithaca, NY helps too.