remembrances

Challenge at CDHK to create an original “fusion” haiku from two classics and then use each line to write a “troiku” series of three more haiku.  Here’s my attempt…

 

crystal brook
reflects the willow trees
birds sing their song

sweet perfume
memories of a loved one
Jasmine blossom

© Yozakura

brook’s crystal waters

reflect sweet jasmine blossoms

scented memories

© lynn

brook’s crystal waters

brace trout swimming upstream

bait hook with fly lure

 

sweet jasmine blossoms

speak white-petaled wisdom’s way

nurture tender vines

 

scented memories

of father and mother’s love

listen to bird song

 

 

 

 

hope grows green

 

 

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image and “hope” theme from Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 

 

 

 

Basho revisited

First haiku by Basho, second a revision by me…linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

samazama no koto omoidasu sakura kana

how many, many things
they call to mind
these cherry-blossoms!

 

recall, my friend, those

cherry blossom memories!

…many moons ago

 

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Photo by Joel Neff on Unsplash

 

because i am

Gitanjali, Song Offerings sounds amazing but can you bring it back to its essential meaning and create a haiku with it? That’s the goal for Carpe Diem’s weekend distillation…

The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.
I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light,
and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds
leaving my track on many a star and planet.
It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,
and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.
The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,
and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach
the innermost shrine at the end.
My eyes strayed far and wide before
I shut them and said `Here art thou!’
The question and the cry `Oh, where?’ melt into tears of a thousand streams
and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance `I am!’

© Rabindranath Tagore (taken from “Gitanjali”)

 

my distillation haiku:

inner universe
who comprehends one’s own soul?
recognition’s tears

 

and i add 2 lines for tanka:

find identity in God
Creator, greater “I AM”

 

 

 

 

 

voice of northern lights

Folk music of Iceland featured at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


 

 

undulating waves

over tundra, glacial stone

land of fire and ice

 

 

 

 

 

ryukyuan min’yo

Okinawa folk music featured at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

 

japanese lovebirds

sing knotting verse to sanshin

— outdoor living room

 


Note: These are sometimes called “knotting” or “tying” songs and accompanied by a stringed “sanshin” (or two).

nectar to honey

 

buzzing underfoot

bee’s legs heavy with pollen

white clover’s sweetness

 

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image: pic jumbo

citrus morning

 

sun is ripe orange

luscious wet, bursting flavor

caught in rainy trees

 

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photo source: mapio.net

finding the way

 

exiles and strangers

seek the new jerusalem

prophets point true north

 

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image & idea from Carpe Diem

air-borne

 

life force strong but a

puff will scatter fragile seed

sleep…a breath from death

 

 

fragile

image & idea from Carpe Diem

chinese empress

This tanka began as a “fusion” haiku inspired by Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


 

 

in mountain meadow

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source: leafsnap.com

 

one paulownia blossom

flutters through sunlight

 like an angel, brings message

of creator’s intentions

 

 

 

 

 

 

Note: The paulownia tree, native to China, is also called “empress tree”.

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Combination of these two haiku:

a distant mountain
seen in the sunlight:
a desolate field

a leaf of a paulownia tree
has fallen
in the sunlight

© Takahama Kyoshi (Tr. Katsuya Hiromoto)

 

 

renga with basho

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s ”Renga Challenge” create a renga with haiku by Basho.


 

rainy season

sea glow lights held up

by the night watchman

pale koi bubble to surface

paddle junk into harbor

 

the blue sea

in waves smelling of saké

tonight’s full moon

sitting with friend on the beach

quietly sip from warm cup

 

on a bare branch

a crow settled down

autumn evening

vermillion koyo fallen

colors faded with sunset

 

 


Haiku © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)           Renga response © lynn__

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