Clerihews for Haiku Editors—Past

Past Editors

Stephen R. Addiss

used to like haggis;

now he loves haiga

except in the taiga.

David Bingham

wears no gingham

while choosing ku

to share with you.

Jeanne Emrich

has a new trick:

planting haiga seeds

with her journal Reeds.

Lorin Ford

fills a gourd

a hundred times

with ku sans rhymes.

Terri L. French

is one feisty wench—

sending her prunes

causes her swoons.

Carolyn Hall

stands very tall

in the haiku crowd—

she won’t be cowed.

Christopher Herold

never imperiled

a haiku submitter

whether happy or bitter.

William the Higginson

is fond of each season,

and wherever he goes

it rains . . . or it snows.

Dorothy Howard

is no coward—

sunbathing when its hailing,

printing haiku that are “failing.”

Ken Jones

holds the phones

when haibun reading

consumes his evening.

Martin Lucas

reduces mucus

in haiku submissions—

among his missions.

A. C. Missias

rhymes with Tobias—

it’s gender we don’t know

. . . so on we go.

Paul Pfleuger, Jr.

is surely a senior

at gendai haiku

that make it new.

David Priebe

may give you a freebie

of his monthly haiku journal,

so consistent it’s infernal.

Bruce Ross

rides a hoss,

proclaiming the nature

of haiku nomenclature.

Alexis Rotella

writes no novella—

it’s just haiku

she’d rather do.

Robert Spiess

loved to increase

the quality of ku

written by you.

Ebba Story’s

never sorry

for choosing quality

—it’s her prerogaty.

George Swede

smokes no weed

unless his honey

says its funny.

Charlie Trumbull

likes the rumble

of modern haiku—

if it’s fresh and new.

Cor van den Heuvel

never called for removal

of “tundra” from his books—

gaining sad and happy looks.

Dick Whyte

holds no spite

for those who won’t write you

topical haiku.