Every fourth issue or so, I have had the honour of choosing the First Frost Award for the twice-yearly journal First Frost, which I have coedited with Eric Burke, Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco, and Dale Wisely since 2021. Here are my selections with previously unpublished commentary. See also “Ten Haiku by” features on the First Frost website for Cherie Hunter Day, Ron C. Moss, and Eric Sundquist.
redwoods the rain that never reaches us
Cherie Hunter Day
After living in California for many years and often visiting redwoods (and sequoias) in various places around the state, including protected groves on the San Francisco peninsula just half an hour from where I lived, I came to appreciate these tall wonders of nature. Is it literally true that rain wouldn’t reach us on the ground because of how tall the redwoods are? Obviously not, but at least some rain wouldn’t reach us. But that’s beside the point. What matters, I think, is how this poem deepens our awareness of the height of these trees and perhaps makes us feel pleased that at least some rain is being caught in those far-away redwood canopies.
—9 November 2025
indigo dusk
the town quietens
star by star
Ron C. Moss
This poem’s first line is irresistible. What a beautiful line! But there’s more beauty in store. As a town begins to go to sleep, each home switching off its lights for the night, in contrast, the stars are blinking on. As each star appears, a light in the town goes out, and this is how the town “quietens.” It’s possible to imagine where the poet lives in Tasmania, where the southern stars stitch a familiar tapestry overhead. The poet is up to see this and may feel a touch of melancholy for those in the quieting town who are missing it.
—9 November 2025
prairie stars
the faraway flicker
of a drive-in movie
Eric Sundquist
That faraway flicker is not just distant physically but metaphorically, perhaps also distant in time. Drive-in movies have been increasingly rare in recent decades, down to less than one tenth of the number that used to thrive in the United States. There’s even a website devoted to drive-in movie theaters. In this context the poem shimmers with nostalgia. The poem has a strong prairie setting, a sense of distance (the poet is not actually watching the movie), intimacy (with the stars instead of the movie), and attention (being aware of the movie even while focusing more on the stars), together with engaging implied feelings (a touch of longing). The poem also employes effective and natural line breaks, alliteration (f sounds), and effectively repeating r and v sounds. This is a scene where I would like to be.
—9 November 2025