Haiku Contest Winners
First Place: Heather Gilbert
The blood colored buds
stand out against the background
of bleakest winter
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