A red bridge and two green trees and a clear sky

      Bridges to Cross (Photo – Debbie Strange)

      Hosted by Kath Abela Wilson

      Challenges we face…being a community, while each odyssey, each personal trajectory weaves its thread through this human web in time and space. Threatened. We all feel a certain psychological homelessness and use our creativity to find our way. We try to repair the broken, make a nest in our hearts for others. Our power is a shield. Poets. Collecting fragments and phrases in our minds year after year.

      all of us onshore
      figures of humor
      and strange beauty
      searching driftwood
      to find a wand

      ~ Kath Abela

      Ο Ο Ο

      Ayellow door ipens to a garden

      Doors to open (Photo – Debbie Strange)

      Chen-ou Liu

      talk of war
      with each glass of wine
      his words sharpened


      the stretch
      of ocean blue…
      scattered ashes


      not home yet —
      closing the curtain
      closing the crescent


      I sit alone
      with my legs dangling
      over the fence —
      mom’s scream from her bedroom
      becomes louder and darker


      rainbow flowers in the night sky
      behind the barbed wire children’s faces


      simmering heat…
      the boy unfolds a letter
      from a laborer
      overseas for years
      whom he should call father

      Ο Ο Ο

      A dirst road on a foggy day

      Roads to Travel (Photo – Debbiie Strange)

      Debbie Strange

      Broken things in nature often renew themselves with a change in seasons, much in the same way that human interactions can be mended by spending time in nature, and in deeper communication with each other, with the world, and with ourselves.

      nightly news…
      a beaver changes
      our world view


      cross the border
      in search
      of better lives…
      we open our arms

      Though we may long for home, sometimes there are physical or emotional barriers to overcome before we take that first step…

      Ο Ο Ο

      A fence with trees and snow

      Fences to tear down (Photo – Debbie Strange)

      Nikolay Grankin

      My dream was to get to my mother’s homeland. And finally I managed to get there. In my trip I had a lot of different impressions. But one of the big events was picking wild strawberries. Picking them I thought that I touched the heart of this terrain. And at this moment, I’m sure my mom was nearby…

      all over the sky
      one small cloud


      ancient fortress
      the wild poppies
      on the ruins


      wild geese in the sky
      humming an old
      blues song


      sunlit rain
      the wildflowers on the path
      to my house


      A fieald of yellow flowers

      Dandelion field (Photo – Nikolay Grankin)

      Finding our Way Home: Quotes and Credits

      All the poets in our Wild Salon, including your host, were among the winners in the first International Morioka Haiku Contest in Japan. (Scroll down, past the Japanese characters to see the English.) Others will be featured in upcoming weeks.

      Chen-ou Liu lives in Ajax, Ontario, Canada. He’s 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). His tanka and haiku have been honored with many awards.

      Debbie Strange has a deep reverence for nature, and her images and words often reflect that affinity. Her daily practice of writing and creating art brings solace, meditation, and healing to a life that is impacted by physical limitations. Poetry of place also features in much of her work…”And where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts. The chain may lengthen, but it never parts.” (Oliver Wendell Holmes).

      Nikolay Grankin was born September 27, 1964 in Tuapse, Krasnodar region, Russia, where he still makes his home. Nikolay has a wife, two children, a daughter, son, and grandson. He has been writing haiku for about ten years, two of them in English. His haiku have appeared in some online and print journals in both Russian and English.


      We welcome and encourage your response, especially in the form of a short poem, by leaving a comment below.

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        • Kathabela Wilson

          Kathabela Wilson is a local poet/writer/artist and musician. Her Poets Salon has become an international respected must read in the poetry world. She's the creator and host of the Pasadena-based group, “Poets on Site.”

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      1. Alex Nodopaka says:

        One artwork on fire
        is better than two

      2. Peggy Hale Bilbro says:

        What a touching collection of poetry and accompanying images. Thank you Kathabela for putting it together, and thank you Colorado Boulevard editors for bring to the public.

      3. Autumn Noelle Hall says:

        in red sharpie
        three names under the steps
        of our childhood home
        as if any marker
        is ever permanent

        Love Debbie’s stunning photographic To Do list–high time we all start checking off those boxes.

        Love Chen-ou’s powerful tanka–a one-two, mother/father punch for sure!

        Wonderful theme, Kath Abela–wand or not, you know how to weave poetic magic.

        Thanks to all for a thought-provoking issue!

      4. Alex Nodopaka says:

        Finding my way home
        when the lid
        is three quarter closed
        is like offering a
        condemned a 3/4 meal.
        I’ll have Vodka!
        Yes, make it a bottle.
        Wanna join me?


      5. diannemoritz says:

        as children we wandered
        six schools in just three years
        now home, safe, secure…

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