Haiku Contest Winners

First Place: Heather Gilbert


​The blood colored buds
stand out against the background
of bleakest winter

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​East Fork:

A Journal of the Arts​​


Honorable Mentions


His hands tell a tale,
Destroyed by times hard labor,
Dry and cracked with time.

- Jaynee Black 

All work and no play
Makes Zachary a dull boy;
He thinks anyway.
 
- Zachary Janzen 
 
Heat stifles fresh steam,
Condensing drops slip down glass,
The mirror cries too.
 
- Katherine Konnert
 
In life, the flower
spread the scent of color, in
death it only falls.
 
- Elizabeth Decker 

The day the sun for-
got to rise, the world says now
to my trees: fall down.
 
- Elizabeth Decker
 
Under my covers
I will answer your questions
But please be gentle

- Bradley Sherman