Sunday, 25 December 2016

70th Anniversary of Honourable Basho Haiku Competition
Iga City, Mie prefecture Japan

12 October 2016

Honourable Mention
(Selected  by Koko Kato)

   summer evening
cooing pigeons curve distance
                         into stillness


Thursday, 4 August 2016

8th Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum Haiku Contest
Made joint second (Distinguished Work Prize)
with my haiku..........

too young
his ash on the wind
unable to settle
Winning haiku by Ali Znaidi............
full sunshine
rainbow perishing into


Wednesday, 3 August 2016

from The Zen Space 2016

Work recently published in The Zen Space 2016   Summer Edition

white cyclamen
her nightdress wafts
last light

settling in the wake
of their feet
a pair of swans

morning frost
born on a puff of mist
the robin’s note

secluded pond
a feral cat drinks in

such frailty
wild crocuses    we lean
into prevailing winds

across ice flowers
first thing
the skitter of wrens

cliff top walk
a snail bleached white
fills with rain

Easter Low Tide

Easter low tide
broke back hulls
expose permanence


we take time to muse
a ship’s finality
demised in flint

ribbed reefs
stuck deep

our circled tracks
await each wave’s

Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Patricia Prime's review in KOKAKO 23 September 2015

Dark Seeds Fallen by John Parsons
Labyrinth Press, (2015) Pb. 72 pp, ISBN 978 1 872468 846. For purchases,
please email the author for details of purchase at

                                                                            reviewed by Patricia Prime

John Parsons is an artist and writer living in Norfolk, UK. Dark Seeds Fallen is his sixth book of haiku. This selection of haiku is illustrated with the author’s black and white drawings.
      The most obvious characteristic of John Parson’s haiku is its sensuous nature, as we see in the title poem, which begins the collection.

                dark seeds fallen
                      honesty becomes
                             more transparent

Nature, beauty, sight and sensation are evoked with a compelling immediacy. This gives the haiku an intoxicating quality. Where it is leading, in the first instance is to more haiku with the same qualities, bringing in other senses and sensations: touch, smell, sound and emotions. Relationships, with other people and loved ones are also present.

                white sun through mist
                      she catches my smile
                               and returns it

From here to the book’s final haiku:

                      sickle moon
                through ranks of sweet corn
                                      slides a fox’s brush

All our senses are cajoled, pampered and stimulated as we follow the poet on a journey through the seasons and countryside of his Norfolk home. Indeed, this last haiku is a measure of how far the poet can take us.
       The core of the book is a series of haiku dealing with nature and the seasons, although ‘dealing with’ is an inadequate phrase with which to describe the way these topics meld with both the wider world and the poet’s masterful command of language.
The following haiku is a good example, bringing words such as ‘horned’, ‘naked’ and ‘quicksilver’ together and, at the same time, moving out from the simple subject to the universal:

                      horned moon
               the naked pollard shivers
                                a pool of quicksilver

Similarly, in an otherwise very different haiku:

                    snorting saliva
               the great red bull eyes me
                           with indifference

Words like ‘snorting’, ‘great red bull’ and ‘indifference’, present us with the scary truth of the angry beast.

The following haiku:

                   old war defences
                a snake skin sloughed
                        across barbed wire

presents us with thoughts of life and death (all too familiar from war footage on TV). Here it is only a snake’s skin caught on barbed wire, but an image which the haiku might bring to mind is that of a battlefield.
          The collection ranges widely, from birds, butterflies and flowers to the poet’s personal life and emotions, as in the following haiku with its intimate scene:

                   I zip her up
                        brush her down
                             she offers a cheek

No matter the setting: garden, bus queue, beach, river, workshop or sea, Parsons’ descriptive touch is sure, his landscapes are even better when peopled by characters he delineates with warmth, humour and empathy. The old ladies, the old salt, a lone walker, his mother, a wedding party are minimally but powerfully sketched as we see in the following haiku:

                         outside the pub
                      small boy talks to himself
                                         on walkie talkies

This is a collection to savour, not just for its delights but for its insights into the richness that lies beneath the surface of our lives. It is one of the most significant things about haiku that it focuses on the ‘moment’; the greatest haiku achieve this seamlessly and simultaneously. Haiku that do so effectively are rare enough, and to read one of ‘Parsons’ collections that achieves this so effortlessly is a privilege,

Monday, 30 March 2015



The new book of haiku will be reviewed
in the next issue of KOKAKO

dark seeds fallen
   honesty becomes
          more apparent

    dead of night
a finger of moonlight
                 feels her pulse

things best unsaid
  I pick up stones
     with holes in them


Saturday, 21 February 2015


Friday, 25 July 2014

Latest haiku achievement, winner of this year's 
'MERIT AWARD' in the 25th ITO EN OI Ocha 
New Haiku Contest, with..............

flea market
so much of my childhood
now collectible