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  

Haiku in Autumn Moon Haiku Journal Volume 9:1, Autumn/Winter 2025-26

harvest moon
taste of ripe plums
in our talks

 

 Bhawana 

 

Link- Autumn Moon Haiku Journal  

Thanks to the editors-  Founder (emeritus): Bruce Ross
Editors: Astrid Andreescu
Kristen Lindquist

Haiku featured in the Shadow Pond Journal

 

cold night
a new flute learner
flickers the star

 

 

 

Bhawana Rathore

November 25th 2025 

 

 

Thanks to dear editor Katherine E Winnick 

 Link- Shadow Pond Journal 

Two poems, haiku and one-line haiku in The Pan Haiku Review Autumn/Winter Edition 2025 (issue 6)

 

 

morning chill
a last bloom of lotus
in the still lake 

 .......

each step drowns dunes of late autumn

(This one also received the 'Mahō mention' which translates to 'magic' in English)

Bhawana Rathore

 

Thank you dear editor Alan Summers  

Link-  Pan Haiku Review