Enchanted Garden, Issue 15: Emerald, April 2026

 

spring cloudless sky

a child jumps to reach

magnolia blooms

 

Romanian translation-  

  

cer senin de primăvară

un copil sare pentru a ajunge

magnolii înfloresc

 

Bhawana Rathore

 

Thanks to the editor-  Steliana Voicu

 Link-  Enchanted Garden Haiku Journal 

Publsihed in the first issue of Only Human English language senryu, 2026

  

 

Happy to have four senryu in this!

 

art museum
a child points
at the visitor's dog

lengthening shadows
my sister texts back
smiley after smiley

phone storage full
the memories I
could never let go of

2 am thoughts
of becoming something...
echo of a train whistle

- Bhawana Rathore

 

 Thanks to the Editors : David Oates and AJ Wentz

 

Link- Only Human  

Senryu in Prune Juice Journal, issue 48

 

morning haze

the other dimension

I spiral into

Thanks to the editors- Orrin Préjean and Pippa Phillips

 

Link- prune juice senryu 

Published in The Leaf Journal of The Daily Haiku, issue 9 2026

 

 

in and out
of the sand dunes
a train whistle

still waters
the sound of sky
splashing

black moss
the timelessness
we slip into

 

Bhawana Rathore

 

 

Such a lovely issue

Thanks to the Editor Ravi Kiran 

And founder of The Daily Haiku, Amanda White 

Link-   Leaf Journal

Published in Kokako 44, April 2026

blue hour deepens
on my teacup
cherry blossoms

 

Bhawana 

Link- Kokako 

 

Thanks to the Editor-in-chief: Graham Bates
Haiku: Elaine Riddell & Celia Hope

 

Published in tsuri-dōrō Issue #32 – March/April 2026

        roadside daisies
  another year to try
  my free will 

Bhawana 

Thanks to the editor, Tony Pupello !

Link-  tsuri-dōrō

Welcome

 Dear Reader

 

Thank you for visiting my blog :)

 

This blog is a home for my poems- most of them published in various national, international online haiku journals, anthologies, blog pages and poetry spaces. 

Poetry for me is not just writing, but feeling, living and witnessing the life happening. Poetry has opened a door to the world that makes me feel alive, heard and understood. 

 

The sheer beauty and fragility of life in words.  

 

I also have a small literary haiku and poetry online journal.  

The Bougainvillea Journal 🌸

 

If you enjoy the poems you find here, I warmly invite you to explore the Journal as well. 

 

AS Words Fly- The Bougainvillea Journal 🌸

 

The inaugural issue is live now

 The Bougainvillea Journal 🌸

 

With warmth and gratitude

Bhawana  

 

 

Haibun published in haikuKATHA Issue 52

 

haikuKATHA- the official monthly publication by Triveni Haikai India. 

 

As always beautiful issue! 

Happy to have my haibun published in it !

 

Thanks to Kala Ramesh ma'am & the Editorial Team

 

 https://trivenihaikai.in

 

 

Published in Solitary Daisy Haiku

 

twilight hues

in the folds of her hands

cherry blossoms

 

 

 

Thanks to the editors Michele and Sally. 

 

Also, so honored for the mention in 'Sally's notebook'. 

 

Issue 68 

 

 

Published in Triya Basant Edition Feb/Mar 2026

Two of my poems from Chrysanthemum and Cattails Journal are published in Triya Basant Edition 2026 with Hindi translation. 

Thanks to the TriyaMag editors for the translation and beautiful issue.

 

Link- 

 Triya MAg

 

Nominated by Wales Haiku Journal for Touchstone Awards 2025

 

autumn moon

trying grandma's recipe

after her passing

 

 

Their beautiful mini journal can be read here -

 Wales Haiku Touchstone Mini Journal 2025

 

Thank you dear editors- Joe and Luci 

 

Link- Wales Haiku Journal  

Haiku published in Solitary Daisy Haiku Journal -Issue 66

blue hour deepens
in my new journal
your old note

 

Thank you dear editors- Sally Quon and Michele Rule

Link- Solitary Daisy Journal 

Haiku in tsuri-dōrō -Issue #31 – Jan/Feb 2026

 

 

 

twilight hues
father compliments
my argument

 

 

Thank you to the Editor-Tony Pupello

Link- tsuri-dōrō 

One Breath poem in O2 haiku literary magazine

 

 

bamboo wind chime softly moves the mid-day moon

Thank you dear editors  

Link- O2 Haiku 

My Tanka Prose 'Unheard Story' in Cold Moon Journal

It's almost past midnight. With the soft tick-tick of the clock in my room and the faint, distant music from outside, I somehow like this moment. Now that nights have grown colder and quieter, and the breeze is crisp, I can even listen to the tree in our backyard.  And I'm inclined to believe my thoughts are being heard too. 

The rustle of a page turning echoes in the room. I set the book aside to look outside again, to hear the tree. Somehow I remember the books in my wishlist, although many on the bookshelf still sit unread, waiting to be opened. 

Yet I seek a new adventure in this mundane and cold night perhaps the darkness reveals its own story too, and it is for me to find mine. 

soft glow

of the streetlamp

in the misty night. . .

the immersion

in our lost sighs

 

 

Thanks to the editors - Timothy Daly and Oana Cercel 

 Link- Cold Moon Journal