- as words fly

nippy breeze…
the curled up worm
on a fisherman’s hook

_{Sheikha A., United Arab Emirates}

a singing koel
caught in my loft—
somewhere, sakura blossoms

_{Nishieeta, India}

waiting room—
the spider spins around
my pain

_{Hifsa Ashraf, Pakistan}

red kite circling
I fall thru mud
to the other place

_{Mark Gilbert, UK}

caddisfly case
I, too, collect
what hides me

_{Nalini Shetty, India}

old conch shell
a nesting spider
fills the cracks

_{Soumya Mukherjee, USA}

end of funeral —
the birds in the trees
resume their singing

_{Paul Callus, Malta}