Photo/Illutration(Illustration by Mitsuaki Kojima)

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from my finger to the child’s hand a ladybug

--Angelee Deodhar (Chandigarh, India)

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Chorus of cicadas

drown out the sounds

waterfall

--Isao Soematsu (Nagoya)

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Cut short

by the lawnmower's blade

cicada song

--Suraja Roychowdhury (Lexington, Massachusetts)

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Alfresco dining

a cicada plops into

cold chardonnay

--Barbara Taylor (Mountain Top, Australia)

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Charity collection--

rain freckles

a shattered mirror

--Marietta Jane McGregor (Canberra, Australia)

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Out of the blue--

under my winter clothes

last year's swimsuit

--Ana Drobot (Bucharest, Romania)

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Summer reading

in chapter five

a dandelion

--Christof Blumentrath (Borken, Germany)

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Pretty girls

long weekend fun

happiness for life

--Sergio DeMiglio (Toronto, Ontario)

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Javanese playground

in naked breast

boys chase a summer ball

--Ken Sawitri (Blora, Indonesia)

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That kid down the street,

a truly free man of faith,

he took off flying

--Horst Ludwig (St. Peter, Minnesota)

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FROM THE NOTEBOOK

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Ready for dinner—

fly on the kitchen table

rubs two of its legs

--Priscilla Lignori (Montgomery, New York)

Having spent all afternoon cooking a feast, the haikuist turned to set the table only to find a housefly waiting there. What should she do next? In 1821 a compassionate Issa Kobayashi remarked: Yare utsu na hae ga te wo suri ashi wo suru. That could be translated as meaning the summer fly begs for mercy.

Don't swat that fly

praying hands

praying feet

Having spent the better part of the day baking in her Edmonton, Alberta kitchen, Jeanne Jorgensen has no time for second thoughts. In Hildesheim, Germany, Beate Conrad knows mothers won’t be taking any chances with the Zika virus. Gexter Lacambra is troubled with puppies in Milan, Italy.

Grandma fans herself

as bread dough rises

. . . smacks a stray fly

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The pregnant woman

seems not to hesitate to

swat the mosquito

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Self-quarantine

my dog refuses

to suckle its pup

Murasaki Sagano hadn’t laughed since moving to Tokyo last spring, but a summer festival had her in stitches. Capota Daniela Lacramioara recalls seeing stars illuminated by limelight at a cabaret in Galati, Romania.

Summer contest

infectious laughter

out of tune

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The summer sun

here and there on the tiles--

old piano cabaret

Anthony Q. Rabang dedicates the next haiku to fellow “Scholars of the People” who received their degrees at his school in Vigan City, Philippines.

Tall sunflowers

crowning the graduates

a bright day

In Osaka, Teiichi Suzuki is amazed by how children grow so fast. Pravat Kumar Padhy awards highest singing honors to birds that recently migrated to Bhubaneswar, India, because of extreme summer temperatures in Singapore and other tropical islands.

Airing clothes--

grandson has outgrown

festival happi coat

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Summer noon--

a koel’s song reaches

the lonely sky

Anna Goluba spots early morning herb and spice gatherers in Warsaw, Poland. Elizabeth Moura tracks in yellow dust from the forests near East Taunton, Massachusetts.

Pilgrims

with baskets in the forest...

summer dawn

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Pine pollen

leaving footprints

made of gold

Keshawnte Wright penned a one-liner in Aomori: the white iris surprises me with a double face. Ikken Ikemoto is surprised by what he sketched years ago. Kiyoshi Fukuzawa was delighted to see swallows return to Tokyo after several years absence.

Flying out

of my sketchbook

a summer swallow

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Gone in a flash

their tails tell of

swallows passed

Yutaka Kitajima greets a dear old friend in Joetsu, Niigata. Isabella Sabala encounters an old friend at Misawa Air Base.

Fluent speech

in our dialect

homecoming

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On a sunny day

my shadow

comes out to play

Jenna Mahoney runs barefoot. Justine Tantiongco runs for cover. Elizabeth Moura doesn’t dare to move an inch.

Running through the garden

soft irises brush

against my ankles

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Summer vacation

throwing rocks

at a bee hive

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Park bench

a bumblebee and I

eye to eye

Itoko Suzuki relishes a contemplative moment after dinner in Shizuoka, after the grandchildren returned home.

Old woman’s tears dried

beautiful moments with kids

veranda breeze chimes

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The next issues of the Asahi Haikuist Network appear July 15 and 29. Readers are invited to send haiku about the sea, a harbor or a port on a postcard to David McMurray at the International University of Kagoshima, Sakanoue 8-34-1, Kagoshima, 891-0197, Japan, or e-mail to (mcmurray@fka.att.ne.jp). Today’s column will be contained in the Asahi Shimbun’s English news database.

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David McMurray has been writing the Asahi Haikuist Network column since April 1995, first for the Asahi Evening News. He is also the editor of OUTREACH, a bi-monthly column featuring international teachers in The Language Teacher of the Japan Association for Language Teacher (JALT).

McMurray is professor of intercultural studies at The International University of Kagoshima where he lectures on international haiku. At the Graduate School he supervises students who research haiku. He is a correspondent school teacher of Haiku in English for the Asahi Culture Center in Tokyo.

McMurray judges haiku contests organized by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Asahi Culture Center, Matsuyama City, and Seinan Jo Gakuin University.

McMurray's books include: "Canada Project in Kyushu" Vol. 1 (2006) - Vol. 7 (2011), Pukeko: Fukuoka; "Haiku in English as a Japanese Language" (2003), Pukeko: Kitakyushu; and "Hospital Departmental Operations--A Guide for Trustees and Managers," Canadian Hospital Association: Ottawa, Canada.