joi, 30 noiembrie 2017

World Haiku Association

   The result of the 158th haiga contest 
   (Nov. 2017)

   LAVANA KRAY




miercuri, 22 noiembrie 2017

haiku master november 2017

   week #3
   haiku this photo



RUNNERS-UP

driftwood
scent of an old
unknown story


   Cezar Florescu


Driftwood spends days, sometimes months, just slowly drifting from place to place. While it drifts, the world continues to turn and people move from day to day. Smell is directly connected to our memories, and we can feel the author’s strong sense of storytelling through this work (Kazuko Nishimura)

https://www3.nhk.or.jp/nhkworld/en/tv/haiku_masters/gallery201711.html?week=3

vineri, 17 noiembrie 2017

asahi haikuist network



across stubble fields
walking on stilts now

our shadows
Ana Drobot

http://www.asahi.com/ajw/articles/AJ201711170001.html

miercuri, 15 noiembrie 2017

HAIKU MASTERS - november 2017

week #2

HAIKU  THIS  PHOTO


heavy news -
a bent branch helps me
straighten up

Lavana Kray / Romania

driftwood
scent of an old
unknown story

cezar florescu / Romania

https://www3.nhk.or.jp/nhkworld/en/tv/haiku_masters/gallery201711.html?week=2

luni, 13 noiembrie 2017

ATLAS POETICA - WORLD TANKA JOURNAL No 30

Lavana Kray:

1
My friends
who used to come by daily
have suddenly left me . . .
I'm scribbling one more thought
on my foot’s plaster cast
x
Prietenii
care veneau de obicei
m-au părăsit subit –
mai scriu o cugetare
pe gheata mea de ghips
2
Roses
and vinyl records  . . .
from the snowy soul
a snake of smoke rises
to heavens
x
Trandafiri
și discuri de vinil –
din sufletul nins
se ridică la cer
un șarpe de fum
3
Black clouds
took everything away — 
the sap of flowers
left in a book is a sign
that you’ve been here
x
Norii hrăpăreți
au luat totul cu ei –
seva florilor
presate într-o carte,
semn că ai fost aici
4
Finally,
something is going on
in the desert . . .
the prints of your steps
filled with tadpoles
x
În sfârșit,
se întâmplă ceva
în deșert –
urmele pașilor tăi
pline cu mormoloci
5
I tied
my dreams in trees,
forgot about the hunters  . . .
the light inside my birds
drenched all away
x
Am urcat
visurile în copac,
uitând de vânători –
s-a scurs toată lumina
din păsările mele

Mainichi, haiku in English


even the autumn leaves
increase their speed
--
Ana Drobot (Bucharest, Romania)
Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay

luni, 6 noiembrie 2017

Mainichi, 3 noiembrie 2017



https://mainichi.jp/english/articles/20171025/p2g/00m/0fe/085000c
harvest time --
the hay bales intensify red
on the sunset side
--
oana boazu (Galati, Romania)
Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay
harvest time --
the hay bales intensify red
on the sunset side
--
oana boazu (Galati, Romania)
Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay
harvest time --
the hay bales intensify red
on the sunset side
--
oana boazu (Galati, Romania)
Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay
harvest time --
the hay bales intensify red
on the sunset side
--
oana boazu (Galati, Romania)
Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay

duminică, 5 noiembrie 2017

ASAHI HAIKUIST NETWORK/ David McMurray

http://www.asahi.com/ajw/articles/AJ201711030003.html

Ana Drobot may be walking home on a damp, foggy night in Bucharest, Romania. Formed during calm cold nights, fog is common in the late fall. Such dismal climates can evoke a feeling of loneliness and fear.

Mixing up
memories of fog
red turns pink

Autumn Moon Haiku Contest 2017


Honorable Mentions:

În prag de toamnă
glasul singurătății
se-ascunde-n priviri


Gabriela Genţiana Groza 

Romania

http://www.autumnmoonhaiku.com/
 

sâmbătă, 4 noiembrie 2017

EXPRESSIONS - LES ADEX No 64 Octobre 2017

Lavana Kray:

 1
Illustration de ce poème:

dans le pré en automne
sur chaque brin d'herbe
la rosée qui s'est déposée
sont-ce les larmes des insectes
qui toute la nuit ont crié ?


 2
Qu'évoque pour vous le mot "vague" ?

le temps de quitter...
les vagues de poupe concotent
un cocktail de souvenirs 

http://www.lesadex.com/