by James Woodham flat out on the grasscoming down as deep as dreams –the seeds of freedom the lake concealinga million lives, another worldso the mind dreams afternoon so slowit feels like the sun has stoppedclouds just hanging orb of the moon hungin a sky of palest bluepink tinge on the hills ducks glide sereneon …Read More
Tag: haiku (Page 1 of 2)
By Kit Nagamura deep winterin the comb tinesa single white hair whitewaterinstead of the bridgechoosing the long way around the moment you knowthe moment mutablewild cherry blossoms
Haiku and photos by Mayumi Kawaharada Winter Interminable queuesof displaced people— blizzard-ridden road Mother and baby carried off by the attacks— trampled winter roses War turns gentle siblings into crazed soldiers— a frozen battlefield Soldiers loot, for their loved ones… furious snowstorm A doll in red on a muddy snowmelt road — immobilized tanks Raging winter rain to the ashen …Read More
WiK member Milena Guziak is a leading trainer worldwide of guides for shinrin yoku (forest bathing). To understand more about the practice, please see her ‘Mindful tourist’ website here. Below is a selection of poems, written in Japanese and translated by herself, that have been inspired by the prolonged periods of immersion in nature involved …Read More
Poems and photos from Lake Biwa by James Woodham spider walks the airunspooling from his beinglifelines of silver where the wind takes ithow light a life that’s floatingshadow on the sand Santoka* walking –nothing between him and deathhaiku and sake gift of his whole lifeSantoka into the wind ragged spirit free reeds flailed by the wind …Read More
Wintermoon, by Robert Maclean. Isobar Press, Tokyo, 2022. A review by Mark Richardson. I’m most at home with verse conventional to English from the 16th through the 20th centuries. I enjoy poems that argue or imply arguments. I want rhyme, well-framed stanzas, conceits. Give me Hardy, Herbert, Larkin, Frost or Bishop⎯or Seidel and Ogden Nash. …Read More
New to HaikuBy Sydney Solis While living and traveling in Japan for nearly four years, I indulged myself full-steam in Japanese culture and arts. At midlife, I was looking to shift my writing focus away from the Storytime Yoga work I created, so I spent my days exploring rakugo, shodo, kamishibai, kimono dressing, chado, and …Read More
The Wind’s Word (all photos by the author) intricate scripture – each leaf’s quiver the wind’s word on a page of air snail on his way down the rain soaked road easy grace of line shadows of bamboo score a melody of wind on the old stone wall crow carries its cry to the heights …Read More
a year in review — a haphazard collection of unruly short verse by Lisa Wilcut SPRING blossoms assembling to view springtime crowds below–– beckoned by sake, smoke and laughter the whole body of the bird on the ledge vibrating with the effort of each note down to its last …Read More
Mayumi Kawaharada writes: At the beginning of autumn, on a sunny day, I joined a volunteer event of fixing bamboo fences alongside the bamboo forests in Arashiyama. It was organised by a NPO called “People together for Mt. Ogura”. My haiku master , Stephen H Gill, is one of the cofounders of this group. They …Read More
Recent Comments