Caroline Gourlay gourlay@maryvale.wyenet.co.uk English no personal website England I have written and published poetry for many years; I am a member of the Welsh Union of Writers and from 1998-2000 edited Blithe Spirit, the journal of the British Haiku Society. I live on the Welsh Marches with my farmer husband where we brought up three sons. My haiku have been read on the radio and appeared in anthologies in the UK, the States and Europe. Publications include Crossing The Field  (Redlake Press), Reading All Night and Against The Odds (Hub Press) and Through The Cafe Door (Snapshot Press).

water reflections   flowing up the trunk   of the bowed alder	left behind by the young couple -- this warm stone
daylight fading --        a curlew's cry        lengthens the hill	clock striking nine dusk closes the entrance   to the walled garden
rain stops and the silent house fills with empty rooms	barn door swinging shut the darkness left inside until next summer
touching it -- early spring sunshine on this wet stone	listen! the skins of wild damsons darkening in the rain
butterflies in the catmint -- the old woman's hands cannot settle	the last guest leaves a rose opens in the vase