Category: haikai
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A November with Basho, Day 2
Very Early on the twenty-seventh morning of the third moon, under a predawn haze, transparent moon barely visible, Mount Fuji just a shadow, I set out under the cherry blossoms of Ueno and Yanaka. When would I see them again?… Spring passes and the birds cry out– tears in the eyes of fishes Sam Hamill…
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#Haikai Challenge #111 (11/2/19): withering wind (kogarashi) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
Here’s to hoping that you survived your scary season, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Jules2. Jade Li/Lisa3. Dwight L. Roth4. Judy Dykstra-Brown5. Reena Saxena 6. Peter7. Revived Writer8. Indira9. Janice (Ontheland)10. Tessa 11. Susan Zutautas12. Frank J. Tassone13. Christine Bialczak14. Kerfe Roig Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Onward! November.…
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Confessing a Reading Interrupted (my latest .@ImageCurve #haibun)
Ilana’s memoir lies on top of a pile of Family Circle magazines. In all the time we worked together… … I only read half. My un-replied email August crickets first published in Image Curve, October 31, 2019
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My Daily #Haiku (11/2/19)
11/2/19: flag last foliage a flag-raising at sunrise haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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A November with Basho, Day 1
Poet Jane Dougherty led us on a November journey in 2017, when she hosted a W.B Yeats challenge in lieu of #NaNoWriMo. Inpired by her example, I have decided to embark on a comparable journey. This november I will post excerpts from “The Narrow Road to the Interior” (Translation by Sam Hamill) by master poet…
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“All Saints Day…” a #tanka (11/1/19)
11/1/19: fresh start All Saints Dayeven the worst sinnerdeserves a fresh startyet all the fall foliagelies browning on the ground #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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My Daily #Haiku (11/1/19)
11/1/19: wood stove Autumn wind fuel for a wood stove covered in leaves haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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A Halloween Horror
Halloween … Why would anyone need to fear the dead? Wait… did you hear that? What was that thump in the dark? Who whispers that name? Why is it suddenly so cold? gathered clouds what secrets emerge from the tomb? that I should shudder seeing my own headstone Paralyzed with fear. Heartbeat like the toning…