"I’m different than other babies. Their gemstone eyes, chubby everythings, innate ability to wiggle. Me? I’m one legal-sized sheet of paper, blue lines barely visible..."
Joshua St. Claire's poetry has been recognized with the Touchstone Award for Individual Haiku, the British Haiku Society Award for Haiku, the Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival Haiku Invitational, and other awards.
"Joan, which in certain weathers is / Pronounced Moving Crosswise / Has been known in Paris / And the surrounding country / Side never called the language she spoke / Middle French..."
"I need the flash and the light / the steam and the boat / the spit and the fire / but I cannot seem to recognize / the scrap without the book / the land without the mark / the end without the stop."
"i can see / a gull drop foot by foot like it was copy / pasted down the pillar-canvas, falling / right on my eyes. collision is delight / embodied, rerun bodies form a rhyme / already used, already used to long / silences..."
"The pink hot light of your glance / Is enough to have me in hiccups. / Fitful grapefruits, / spaying from my dancing body. / I’d bite, but I know the bitterness / to be a fruit fly, that unsettles my appetite..."