Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Winter Journal: Haibun #3

UPDATE: This work has been accepted for publication at Haibun Today. As soon as it appears in early March, I'll let people know how to find it again. Working with Haibun Today has been a great experience. Response time was short and editorial assistance first rate.


I have removed this haibun because it is currently under consideration at Haibun Today.


marigolds2 said...

Hello. It's Maisie, whom you may or may not remember from AOL Journal days. I've visited this blog of yours from time to time, never commenting. These new entries are exquisite - I was unfamiliar with "Haibun" but like this poetic form very much. I like the little pictures with your entries - are they yours too? I wish I still had your email address, but I don't. Mine is the same as it ever was. I would love to be back in touch with you.

Tamara said...

Theresa, I love this series of work and I especially love your play on words. They fit perfectly with your artwork that is most enjoyable to see and read. Keep up the great work and know that you have something very special going on in this series.



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