2019 Moon Viewing Haiku Contest

The following are the winners from the 2019 Moon Viewing Haiku Contest held at the Seattle Japanese Garden on 13 and 14 September 2019 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, three of which are shown here (by SlickPix Photography).

Judged on Friday by Michelle Schaefer and Michael Dylan Welch

Judged on Saturday by Tanya McDonald and Michael Dylan Welch

 

In 2019, for the first time, the Seattle Japanese Garden’s annual moon viewing festival took place over two nights instead of one—on Friday, September 13, and Saturday, September 14, 2019. We received 80 entries the first night, and 96 the second night, for a total of 176 entries. The moon itself, our honoured guest, seemed content to stay hidden behind clouds. The following are our selections for both nights. On the Saturday evening, many participants wrote about a heron that perched on stones at the pond’s edge for an hour or more, sometimes preening. We selected poems for their clarity, freshness, sometimes humor, and for evocatively portraying the moon, even if we couldn’t see it. First prize both nights was a garden membership and T-shirt. Second prize was a T-shirt and garden postcards, and third prize was postcards. Our congratulations to each of the winners, and to everyone who tried their hand at writing haiku, and our gratitude to the Seattle Japanese Garden for its ongoing support of haiku through these annual contests.

Friday, September 13, 2019

 

First Place

 

the harvest moon

inspires us to come out—

whether it does or not

     Bill McGee

 

 

Second Place

 

paper lanterns glow

I’m walking with you tonight

hoping for moonlight

     Tim Flowers

 

 

Third Place

 

mouths open—

orange and black koi

wait to swallow the moon

     Meg Pearson

 

 

Honorable Mentions

(in alphabetical order by last name)

 

these fireflies dance

on a stage of cloudy skies

a hundred small moons

     Victor Aque

 

wind ripples the moonlit water

I stroll in a dance

with my shadow

     Barbara Blakistone

 

faces upturned to catch

the shining glow from the moon

disappointed by gray clouds

     Stacey Giard

 

summer nights . . .

children playing

moon watching

     Tarun Gopinath

 

full moon looms large and gray

above Seattle’s clouds

—I assume

     Iain Heath

 

you on one continent

me on another

see the same moon

     Zanny Milo

 

bright silver above—

the scent of water heavy

in the cooling air

     Stephanie Morris

 

grey skies—

the promise of the moon

waiting to be uncovered

     Paul Pietromonaco

 

we waited all week

to gaze upon the full moon

but alas the clouds

     Laura Templeton

 

 

Saturday, September 14, 2019

 

First Place

 

the heron grooms—

he must look his best

for the harvest moon

     Erica J. Thomas

 

Second Place

 

music coaxes

the moon

heron closes his eyes

     Gwen Stamm

 

Third Place

 

another moon viewing

and only

cloud viewing

     Joan Stamm

 


Honorable Mentions

(in alphabetical order by last name)

 

cedar and hemlock

whispering in the moon’s light

their silent secrets

     David Blatner

 

treetops rustle   gentle wind

beckoning moonbeams,

come out to play

     Jeanne Boland

 

red moss seems fragile

friends whisper while walking near

we see our moon bright

     Michelle Hanson

 

in autumn I mourn

the slow dimming of the light

oh moon, take over

     Marilyn Layton

 

ripples skitter

beneath the heron’s wings

the moon hides her face

     Brooke Leary

 

mid-autumn night—

the moonlight

flowing through my fingers

     Ying Lou

 

why does the moon hide

behind the clouds

maybe because it’s shy

     Lucy Pierson (age 7)

 

even the heron

awaits

the moon

     Joan Stamm

 

tea bento and boats

watching the lonely moon sigh

making new friends

     Aiswarya Vegaraju

 

spider eggs—

like tiny moons

clustered on the leaves

     Brandon Wagner


Garden photos by SlickPix Photography.