Work from Selected Participants can be seen in Division 4: Non-Japanese, pages 39-52, on the Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum’s website, including the following haiku by Australian poets: these pieces are reproduced below, in the order in which they were posted –

Bitter mountain winter moon shine
Below the Celestial Stage
Reflects very darkly
Peach-red – a fiery peony

Sweet mountain spring sunshine
Below the Celestial Stage
Reflects darkly
Deepest blue – cold lover

– John Andrew Black

sunset
silver gulls gathered
in a pink glow

al fresco –
carafes of water
filled with light

– Simon Hanson

silhouette wings
peppers the sickle
patches on the moon

almost heard
after spring rains
the slip of a snail

– Marilyn Humbert

baby’s wide eyes
first look
at the moon

snowflakes
on your lips
my thirst quenched

– Catherine Smith

a sudden turn
of the whole shoal
news flash

sinking sun
a fisherman reels in
the ocean

– Quendryth Young

Snow covers all
Until Spring reveals
The lies beneath

– Ann Montclair

under arrest
the insurgent poet
contemplates the sickle moon

how perfect
the walnut kernel
granny’s wrinkled face

– Athena Zaknic

Flowers bloom in spring.
Droplets on scratched window panes
Time passes us by.

There is a beauty
In the depths of the ocean
Where no one can see

– Xander Salathé

a spring crocus
in the snow …
unexpected love

how far
the wind has come –
lighthouse flag

– Greg Piko

thumping, thumping
the old hen’s heartbeats
close to mine

pulsing moon
phosphorescent fungi
edge the pathway

– Barbara A. Taylor

Dark ink stains my brush
the first marks on paper;
speaking to me.

Dancing through the trees
the glow from paper lanterns;
no need for moonlight.

– Jean Smullen

in a pool of shadow
the old man stands
waiting for the lights to change

I sense his presence
eyes hidden
behind fresh green willows

– Marilyn Linn

mislaid marker
his casket laden
with river stones

rainforest floor
the ant mound spills
onto lichened rock

– Cynthia Rowe

autumn
all its nuances
on one leaf

reflection
old canes and young bamboo
in the ripples

– Beatrice Yell

swollen moon
a platypus swims
belly to the stars

last night
I dreamt of my death …
morning stars

– Ron C. Moss

city where I know
nobody
-- familiar faces

In the old house
stripped to the timbers
-- breathing

– Duncan Richardson

as if
the road will never end
hikers’ laughter

cupping his mug
hands of the old fisher
sequined with light

– Mark Miller

so flat, snake,
swallowing sunshine –
autumn wind

milk sun
whispering me chestnut dreams
leaf after leaf

– Carole Harrison

haiku notebook found –
sketches by his grandson
liven every page

portrait artist
tells no lies about my age …
frees the child inside

– Beverley George

late bird –
in darkness

last star
extinguished
by light

– John Carroll

cloudless sunset
apricot dissolves to blue
slit by a sharp moon

ironing heirlooms
wrinkles persist in the cloth
like grandmother’s skin

– Julia Wakefield