Nominated for Excellent
very few left
to hug on New Year's Eve -
two white reflections
in the same cracked window,
Mt. Fuji and the old man
Lavana Kray
Poemul tanka premiat la Concursul Internațional de Tanka desfășurat în Japonia - „Fujisan Taisho Tanka”
the howling of wolves
the old hunting dog’s paws
move in sleep
the way Grandpa
folds the world map…
postponed dreamSteliana Cristina Voicu
Ploiesti, Romania
From this poem there is a sense of hesitation and regret. I can imagine a heavy sigh. Most parents and grandparents that I know put the welfare of their young ones ahead of themselves. The sacrifice ‘Grandpa’ has made for us to enjoy a better life, reminds me of my own father, who unlike myself having played frequent concert tours, has never really travelled the world but has been dedicating himself to working hard for his children and grandkids’ sakes. I hope all grandparents’ postponed dreams in this world get fulfilled, and that their offspring will help them in realising these.
lumina zilei
strecurându-se-n palme -
atingerea ta
încă-n lumea viselor
îți compun primul poem
the light of day
slipping into my palms –
your touch
still in the world of dreams
my first poem to you
Ana Drobot, Bucharest, Romania
strugurii zdrobiți -
toată dulceața verii
în vinul cel nou
squashed grapes -
all summer's sweetness
in the new wine
photo&haiku: Mirela Brăilean, Romania
lumină coaptă
frunzele cad
una câte una
mellow light
the leaves drop
one by one
Mona Iordan, Romania
mergând spre școală –
lumina zmeurie
a dimineții
walking to school –
the raspberry light
of morning
Maria Tirenescu, Romania
în altă lumină -
îngălbenit după brumă
bătrânul ginkgo
in a new light -
yellowed after the frost
the old ginkgo
Mirela Brăilean, Romania
lună plină
deasupra orașului –
paznic de noapte
full moon
over the city –
night guard
Carmen Duvalma, Romania
Liman de liniști -
lin din lacul domolit
licărul lunii
Border of stillness -
smoothe from the calmed lake
the spark of the moon
Vasile Moldovan, Bucharest, Romania
lumina vieții –
răsfoiesc din nou
vechiul roman
light of my life –
I read again
an old novel
Ana Drobot, Bucharest, Romania
porumbei în zbor –
lumina aurie
a amurgului
pigeons in flight –
the golden light
of twilight
Maria Tirenescu, Romania
portail grinçant –
je vais voir, peut-être
ce n’est pas le vent
Lavana Kray
Third Prize
Christmas dinner –
in the grandfather’s hair
all the tinsel
Mirela Brailean, Romania
The effective use of humor in haiku is rare and, when done well, deserves to be rewarded. The poet’s choice of coupling the word ‘tinsel’ and ‘grandfather’s hair’ is highly innovative. The best haiku allow the reader to complete the poem, and in this sense, I too was a guest at the Christmas dinner. Finally, each reading of this haiku brought a smile to my face.
Commendations
night vigil…
listening to the rain
turning into snow
Cezar Ciobica, Romania
Line one’s ‘night vigil,’ often results in a sharpening of the senses. Portrayed in this poem, both through the use of sound and, paradoxically, its absence.
Rustling shadows
Day after day, after day, after day, until one day...
And then, not even a day goes by and someone
(someone else) comes to clean up the place...
Few garbage bags: our memories.
rustling shadows –
an origami crane
through the shredder
Lavana Kray
FLORILÈGE
THÈME : L'EAU
le sol fissuré
sur le visage sillonné
rivières de sueur
Mirela BRAILEAN
jardin du palais
la naïade se regarde
dans le miroir d'eau
Mona IORDAN, Roumanie
café de l'aube -
dans la goutte de rosée
la lune tardive
Mircea MOLDOVAN, Roumanie
saule pleureur –
sur l'eau de la rivière
vieilles lettres
Mihaela COJOCARU, Roumanie
ruisseau de montagne
avec de l'eau trouble –
un lézard sur le rivage
Maria TIRENESCU, Roumanie
moineau caché
dans le hall du jardin d´enfants –
pluie d'été
Maria TIRENESCU, Roumanie
eau minérale –
ma ville toute fraîche
sur la terrasse
Ana DROBOT, Roumanie
porteurs d'eau
les nuages souffrent
d'incontinence
Rodica P. CALOTĂ, Roumanie
