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Monday, August 7, 2017. CONGRATULATIONS TO KARIUKI WA NYAMU ON WINNING THE BABISHAI 2017 HAIKU PRIZE. JUDGES COMMENTARY ON THREE TOP POEMS. Little things make a big revelation.

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A birth into poetry;. A start, not an end. Saturday, 3 January 2015. 100-day haiku challenge, no 90. Since you have been gone. The evening light seems sweeter,. Tuesday, 23 December 2014. 100-day haiku challenge, no. Can you dance alone? Can you sing without music;. Friday, 19 December 2014. 100-day haiku challenge, no. Crows after the sun is up. Friday, 12 December 2014. 100-day haiku challenge, no.

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See much more at kathrynheyman. Thanks for dropping by! As you can see, this is a place for occasional writing. To see more, you can visit my main website at kathrynheyman. So, tired and emotional and very, very round, I waddled up to the guy operating the machinery which had spat the rock o.

2015 updates, BNPA call for poetry. There have been many changes since our last post, and a few updates are in order. You will have been notified privately, but this is the public acknowledgement phase. We deeply regret the necessity of cancellation, and wish you all well in your ongoing writing careers.