2018 Moon Viewing Haiku Contest
The
following are the winners from the 2018 Moon Viewing Haiku Contest held at the
Seattle Japanese Garden on 25 August 2018 for its annual Moon Viewing Festival.
These results were also posted to the Seattle Japanese Garden Community Blog and the Seattle Japanese Garden Blog, both with photos, one of which is shown here. Judged by Tanya McDonald and Michael Dylan Welch, Haiku Northwest Out of 172 entries, we’ve selected the following winners for the 2018 Moon Viewing Haiku Contest, held at the Seattle Japanese Garden on Saturday, 25 August 2018. Many participants wrote about the hazy smoke in the sky from recent forest fires. We chose a mix of poems for their freshness, clarity, and sometimes humor. First prize is an individual garden membership and a garden T-shirt. Second prize a garden T-shirt and garden postcards. And third prize is garden postcards. Congratulations to all the winners for their poems, and to everyone who participated in celebrating the moon even if we couldn’t see it through smoke-hazy skies. First Place brightly the moon makes milk of water drops on a turtle’s shell Tiffany Jenkins Second Place smoky air— my beautiful wife looking at the sky waiting for the moon Daifu Ye Third Place in my inbox message from the full moon: —not coming tonight! Aleksandra Monk Honorable Mentions (in alphabetical order by last name) my feet hurt my eyes are tired oh! the moon! Bill Bridges even the rabbit pauses to view the harvest moon Bill Bridges round with child she crosses the garden bridge waxing August moon Barbie Brooking shy moon hides behind clouds patiently, we wait Bryant Cabanatan it’s for your safety ropes obstructing normal paths under the moonlight CCR Studios pink smoke obscures the moon and more somewhere trees are burning Elise Fogel deep sigh— stop breathing so loudly I’m trying to think about the moon Kate Griffith hey moon, don’t hide from the smoky air we want to see your beauty Sze Man Li Jeff Bezos’ house & tents of the homeless under the same full moon Aleksandra Monk the red moon blooms I hold your hand and feel your warmth Corinne Scrivens a full August moon my footsteps in the gravel sound like cicadas Jair Trejo |