Sunday, October 7, 2012

very first post by loooongtime poet and editor ayaz daryl nielsen! welcome, friend!

Welcome, friend, to this, the very first blog post from ayaz daryl nielsen and his print poetry pub bear creek haiku...excited, uplifting, cool beans and all suchness! 

forty years
a wanderer 
my own mapmaker

Backgrounds, whys and wherefores...

bear creek haiku came into existence in 1991, issue #110 will be in the mail tomorrow.  1991, living on bear creek, in bear canyon, beside bear mountain in Boulder Colorado (the post office address for submissions dates to then) - bears (mountain lions and raptors, oh, my!) live and thrive in bear canyon - I had published a fair number of poems in various publications, with, of course, many, many more rejections than acceptances.  Second and third reasons for creating bear creek haiku (the first being love of poetry and poets) emerged - second, interactions with editors dissing haiku/senryu, and, third, with those editors/publishers of haiku who (to me) could not contemplate the best interests of other poets, a 'haiku mafia' mindset.  bear creek haiku is an umbrella for all types of well-written, necessarily short poetry, cover letters aren't encouraged, aren't read until after a poem is accepted (it's the poetry that counts).  And I have developed close bonds with so many of bear creek's poets, from Robert D O'Rourke, 90+ years of age who, inspired by his poetry and artwork appearing in bch, now teaches 'haiku as meditation' at the Senior Center in Fort Collins, Colorado, to Martha Christina who began submitting poetry as a 'tweener'.  And, bear creek haiku  the anthology, featuring bios and poetry from 35+ poets who have established homes within bch, will be released and available before 2012 ends. 
  
grandfather raven

oh, grandfather raven!
here you are again, with 
us for another season!  
please, sir, stretch your 
wings beyond these 
cold winds and teach 
us the hidden stories!

What I consider dear friendships via postal service (may it survive and thrive) also emerged - bear creek haiku is modeled after (and was strongly encouraged by) editor Don Wentworth's diminutive, excellent Lilliput Review (bear creek haiku is 3" by 11", legal-sized blue cut into thirds lengthwise, stacked, stapled, 36 pages, about to become 48 pages, and can, at least so far, be mailed with a first class stamp).  Dorothy McLaughlin, then editor of Piedmont, offered her support and encouragement, as did poet Norm Davis, then editor of Haz Mat, also, especially, a fine, gentle man named Denver Stull of Parnassus Literary Journal (a recent collection of my poetry haiku  tumbleweeds still tumbling is dedicated to the memory of Denver, and, should also been dedicated to poet/editor Giovanni Malito).  And I have to mention the internet support/interactions/friendships more recently established with poet/editor Peggy Dugan French (she's the best) and her print pub Shemom and with writer/editor/outrageous Cindy Crosmus and her online pub Yellow Mama.   


autumn seeking form
winds from high mountains 
thumping on our door

(autumn is, at this moment, thumping on our door, and, with it, suggestions of winter)

Will conclude this post with poetry (of course!) and reflect on what this blog might include, might become - should it have featured poets?  reviews of poetry collections, sites, chapbooks with the hope of enhancing their recognition? (would only present strongly positive reviews of well-received collections) and/or what else, what else?  This, this is exciting.  



perhaps a new mirror
this one reflects 
last year’s fool



twilight flickers
among the saguaro 
moonbeams or chindé?



spring, come soon
grandpa insists his 
tractor is restless


homeless elder
cardboard sign
the corners of
Alpine and 9th
I miss him


leaves crackle underfoot
baskets of apples and plums
stacks of grains and years


setting aside
the holy books
a long walk 
among fireflies
under stars


a path lined with
bristlecone and juniper
dreaming of home


a vase with red
and yellow roses
upon the glossy
mahogany table   
falling  a petal


all these grandchildren
and another great-grandchild
the old woman sighs


best to all your endeavors,
     ayaz daryl nielsen


























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