Voting Booth for Your Representative or Best Haiku

Now, here is the information regarding the voting for this project, which has just concluded.

★Please select two haiku that you would like to read again or discuss with everyone, and enter only their numbers in the comment section.
★I would like to hold an appreciation meeting for the three haiku that receive the most votes😊

❤️The voting period is❤️
From now until 5:00 PM on March 2nd.

Please note that anyone can participate in the voting, even if you did not submit a haiku, so thank you for your cooperation🥰

★Please understand that I will refrain from commenting on your votes, except for necessary communications.

⭐️Submission List⭐️
Please select two from here and enter only the numbers in the comment section.

1. Faces waiting for the traffic light, all looking at the moon

2. Tracing the rim of the white porcelain, a passing winter shower

3. Cooking winter greens for you, living a widower's life

4. Crying, crying, crying, and when I look up, mackerel clouds

5. Cherries in a glass bowl, as if they might spill over

6. Cross the sea and deliver the light, Amur adonis

7. Sweeping away the ripples, a spring gale

8. Bringing out the kotatsu, heating the sake, winter arrives

9. If you wait for that moment, the moon of Suchness shines

10. Your dreams reflected in the eyes waiting for the train

11. Eight clouds rise in Izumo, first snow, a vow of love

12. The end of the journey of my life is not yet in sight

13. The golden eagle is a gift from God

14. Lingering snow, two people melting into each other, a cat's love

15. A holy tree plugged into the same outlet as the respirator

16. A journey for writing haiku, the scenery on the net, someday in person

17. Lightly, let life be as it is, oh summer clouds

18. Hydrangea stairs, the sea shining in the distance

19. Like a cicada shell, I cast off my skirt

20. With sorrow as its core, the pearl is the sea of my heart

21. The red lanterns of Jiufen, is it a dream?

22. Autumn love, in every single footprint

23. Peering into the large intestine in the great cold, it's pink, isn't it?

24. Offering fragrant daffodils, I remember my father

25. My father's back as he grinds blue ink, spider lilies

26. If I eat meat, the offering comes, Mandala Mountain

27. Swinging on a swing for the first time in a while, am I a child again?

28. Snow flurries, mother and daughter walking through the night, disheveled hair

29. Thinking of the distance of the journey with early-blooming cherry blossoms

30. A school backpack that looks like it's carrying a treasure chest

31. Being alone doesn't mean being lonely, a spring night

32. Doll Festival, a bundle of smiles I wished for eternally

33. Drying soybeans together with my mother who asks no questions

34. Floating a camellia in the stone basin, I sip my tea

35. Tucking a single glove into my inner thigh, it gets warm

36. Spring cat, I am a wallflower all alone

37. Placing the mandarin orange, the living room makeover is complete

38. Spring kotatsu, a girl's smile at the convenience store

39. Without a sound, the winter trees pulse this morning

40. Wishing to stay, even the umbrella at Senko-ji Temple has cherry blossoms

41. Snow on the mountain, powdered sugar on the matcha cake

42. Numb hands, focusing on the plum blossoms

43. May the starry night dwell in my sinking heart

44. Bringing out the hidden fluff into the summer sky

45. Snow flurries on the back of one praying for the end of the plague

46. A walk for depression, a thousand days to the end of the snow

47. A single yellow leaf flutters down to my toes

48. The V-shaped echo of Tsukigase, a poem for plum viewing

49. The day I learned "charcoal" through the color of yarn

50. My village's folk song is a rap, dancing in geta sandals

51. In a whisper, my frozen hands wanting warmth

52. After a bath, fending off the urge with ramune on a day off from drinking

53. Jumping and soaring, a handball under the blue sky

54. Spring is near; I untie the paper wrapper and stroke it, mother.

55. The edge of the polished writing desk, green maple leaves.

56. Calling out to someone in summer clothes, saying it's been a year.

57. My son, self-conscious about the hair on his shins in short pants.

58. Loving the words of my haiku friends, the spring breeze.

59. Tried wearing it without betting on mahjong, spring is near.

60. Black-headed gulls playing with the bread tossed to them.

★ Please refer here for links to the poets.