World Haiku Association

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

   LAVANA KRAY

http://www.worldhaiku.net/wha_haiga/158/haiga158.html

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

asahi haikuist network

across stubble fields

walking on stilts now

our shadows

Ana Drobot

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

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

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

http://atlaspoetica.org/

Mainichi, haiku in English

November 13, 2017 (Mainichi Japan)

highway --

even the autumn leaves

increase their speed

--

Ana Drobot (Bucharest, Romania)

Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay

https://mainichi.jp/english/haiku/

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

November 3, 2017 (Mainichi Japan)

harvest time --

the hay bales intensify red

on the sunset side

--

oana boazu (Galati, Romania)

Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay

November 3, 2017 (Mainichi Japan)

harvest time --

the hay bales intensify red

on the sunset side

--

oana boazu (Galati, Romania)

Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay

November 3, 2017 (Mainichi Japan)

harvest time --

the hay bales intensify red

on the sunset side

--

oana boazu (Galati, Romania)

Selected by Dhugal J. Lindsay

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/
 

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/