978-1-988811-00-0 4.5 in. by 7.00 in. 84 pp

$12.00

deep breath—a book of haiku evolutions

edited by Terry Ann Carter

The nature of a poem to which we give birth is unpredictable. Once in a while, it emerges perfectly formed and functional and can go out into the world with no doctoring. More often, it has the steady glow of life, but needs corrective surgery, either for a blocked heart or a broken limb. Most likely, however, it sparks briefly then flutters out and no effort will resuscitate its flicker. You'll find examples of all three births inside—and more.

George Swede, cofounder of Haiku Canada
and former editor of Frogpond.

Cover photograph by Carole MacRury

Poet and paper artist Terry Ann Carter is the author of five collections of poetry (A Crazy Man Thinks He's Ernest in Paris, Black Moss Press, 2011, was shortlisted for the Archibald Lampman Award) and five chapbooks of haiku. She has given haiku workshops around the world and participated in the Bash? Festival in Ueno, Japan. President of Haiku Canada, and founder of Haiku Arbutus Study Group, Terry Ann is a community fellow at the CSRS (Centre for Study of Religion and Society) at the University of Victoria, where she is examining the Zen Buddhist influence on English language haiku poetry.

You can find out more about her work at
https://www.terryanncarter.com/

Please order by emailing:
poems@leafpress.ca

Launches May 21, University of Toronto at Mississauga, Instructional Centre 216: 11:00 a.m.

With contributions from

Stephen Addiss
Roberta Beary
Sidney Bending and Margaret Rutley
Terry Ann Carter
Terry Ann Carter and Jacquie Pearce
Dan Curtis
Marco Fraticelli
Penny Harter
Philomene Kocher
Deborah P Kolodji
Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy 
Jacquie Pearce
Carole MacRury
Vicki McCullough
kjmunro
Nika (Jim Force)
Claudia Coutu Radmore
Grant D. Savage
Jessica Tremblay
Michael Dylan Welch

and
Michael Dylan Welch with Desert Heat: A Haiku Revision

From the Introduction

It all began on Facebook. One early morning, perhaps 2:00 a.m., when I couldn't sleep, I decided to visit some poet friends, just stopping by for a short browse and then moving on. When I came to Carole MacRury's post, I stopped short. As she often does, Carole had posted an exquisite photograph, capturing light and texture. It was an old blue bowl, partially blocked by the structure of a wooden building, maybe an old shed.

Over the years, Carole's photographs have never disappointed; her command of a lens is extraordinary in all sense of the word. The time and care she takes with framing, and angles, and light, is well known in the haiku community. And this was no exception! However, it was the text of her post that really pulled me into the screen. It was a personal conversation about finding a particular spot on Gabriola Island, and being inspired to compose a haiku. What followed was her thinking about that image. The associations she was making. The comparisons and contrasts. When I came to the end it was as though I had been inside her head. It was an amazing feeling, and I thought to myself … how many other haiku poets have stories like this? Stories about creative process, the editing process.

I called on a few friends; Deep Breath was born.

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