This post just makes me feel better (and I fully expect your day to be a bit more uplifted, also): I’ve the honor of presenting exceedingly fine poems from two poets, one who lives in the same city I do- Candi Cooper-Towler (we live in Boulder County, Colorado, USA, the Longmont-Boulder area), coupled with the creative endeavors of another fine poet, a Hamiltonian, Anne Curran, who lives in Hamilton, New Zealand. And!
These poems (and these two poets) embody ‘aroha’! -
aroha ‘ɑːrɒhə’ noun New Zealand
Poets from (almost) geographically opposite (and equally lovely) homes upon our planet!
...ok, yes, I’ll hush up, let us read of poets and their poetry...
after the rain...
my cat beneath camellias
a flurry of
- nor'wester blowing
Anne’s bio (and more of her poetry):
I am a Hamiltonian. While I have been a teacher for
most of my professional life, I am currently doing
home help work. While teaching I have taken time to
write a poetry collection titled, 'Birds of Paradise'.
I have been writing haiku for about three years now.
I have enjoyed some fantastic mentoring along the way,
and remain in admiration of many haiku poets, in
particular New Zealand poets.
Another leisure activity I enjoy is visiting local art
galleries and the Waikato museum in Hamilton.
My family is important to me. I am especially
grateful for the love and mentoring of my parents, Kevin
and Nina. I have come to an appreciation in life for good
friends, food, health, and of course, good haiku.
whirling leaves ...
in my head
we turn right
into the graveyard
the moon's light..
full lips pout
from a billboard
cling to the vine 'A Hundred Gourds', June 2012
a man alone
on a porch …
smoke unfurling Bones Journal, Dec 2012
a lone swimmer
towards a Norfolk pine ‘A Fine Line’, September 2011
as she turns to leave
girlish smile Valley Micropress, June, 2010
counting the minutes …
husband and wife
leave hand in hand A Fine Line Dec 2011
(this is my most favorite:)
voices of India
from a kitchen window
smell of curry MicroValley Press, October 2010
From Anne Curran: ‘I really look forward to reading the blog post including the work of Candi Cooper-Towler. It is exciting news.’
And! Candi Cooper-Towler! (it just doesn’t get any better than this!) (Well, possibly with ice cream) -
having bought the tombstone
we sit in the car-
a dragonfly hovers
my father's grave-
black branches reach up
frosted with moonlight
Candi Cooper-Towler was born in Boulder City, Nevada and now lives in Boulder County, Colorado. She shares her life with her novelist husband, two black cats, a dog and a horse. Hobbies beyond haiku include hiking, horseback archery, dog agility, and video gaming. Her main goals in life are to own a house with a turret, and get daydreaming accepted as an Olympic sport.
just before dawn
the hunchbacked moon
locals climb the fence-
we are content
with the rocky beach
a cat's balance-
if you stop petting me
cats in the hall
shifting to find
last afternoon light
along the driveway
brown puffed doves
decorate bare branches
but the toilet works
a paper bag
cat on top
none of my scribbles
match the wine labels
(I’ve two most favorites:)
I want to tell you
I kept my roses alive
I don’t want to go anywhere
ice cream - am now on the better side of a so-called ‘crud’ that’s in our area (sinus/respiratory stuff) - it’s almost time to choose which ice cream flavor is appropriate for a well-being celebration (might possibly be necessary to experiment with at least three flavors)
You know what? The above poetry has helped! Thank you, Anne, thank you, Candi!
bear creek haiku
po box 3787
have thoroughly appreciated working with/creating this post because of the contents -
see you in a moment
ayaz daryl nielsen