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sâmbătă, 9 aprilie 2016
Din Haiku Canada Review Vol 10 Nr 1
LES PÉCHÉS CAPITAUX
Haïkus réunis par Claude Rodrigue
l’avare —
mon voisin garde le soleil
dans son jardin
Ana Drobot
les fêtes sont passées —
il neige sur des montagnes
de nourriture
Lavan Kray
http://haikucanada.org/
miercuri, 6 aprilie 2016
La revue du haïku Ploc!, No. 64
divorce -
on a tout partagé sauf
les ronflements du chien
hamac de jardin -
le pivert recasse l'écorce
de mon rêve
noce du papillon -
son ange m' empêche
de bouger
Lavana KRAY (Roumanie)
la balle antistress -
au-dessus du gratte-ciel
le soleil ne bouge pas
În revistă este publicat un articol despre poemul într-un vers cu exemplificări de poeme scrise de Ion Pillat. În continuare sunt poeme ale poeţilor români. Am făcut print screen revistei, pentru că pdf. nu poate fi copiat. Cine doreşte să citească revista, are link-ul de mai jos.
marți, 5 aprilie 2016
LIRENVAL 2016 – Concours de haïkus sur le thème du Jardin Haïkus primés
Catégorie adulte
Autres haïkus primés
Autres haïkus primés
Jardin public -
Un bébé qui dort
sous les feuilles mortes
Un bébé qui dort
sous les feuilles mortes
Lavana
bataille des frontières...
les
racines de nos jardins
s'embrassent par-dessous
Lavana
Les Haïkus primés - Catégorie Enfant (collège ou individuel)
1er
prix
Verdure - je respire
Dans les vagues des
feuilles - mystère
Et l'air me caresse
Andrei Octavian - Targoviste - Roumanie
3ème
prix
La nuit m'inonde
L'ombre sur les eaux des
parfums
Quelle splendeur, le
jardin!
Andrei Octavian - Targoviste - Roumanie
luni, 4 aprilie 2016
Ribbons, a journal of the Tanka Society of America. Winter issue(back cover)
when the sun sinks low
refugees' shadows conglobulate
over the wired border...
a tender lullaby
softens the wind
"Over a million refugees have
entered Europe, or died trying, in the last few years but, as has been
said before, it is difficult to understand and feel what a million
individuals are experiencing. A picture is worth a thousand
words, and the picture I saw of a refugee dead on the beach let me feel
more directly what is happening in Europe than the knowledge that there
are a million refugees.
The
best tanka, with the compressed intensity and specific imagery that the
form encourages, can paint a twenty-plus word picture that rivals what a
visual artist can evoke. Lavana Kray's tanka let me see the refugees,
both their struggle and uncertainty in the first three lines and, with
the shift in the last two lines, their hope. Whether deliberate or not,
by pointing to the “refugees shadows” and by hearing “a tender lullaby”
but not showing us the refugees themselves, the tanka mirrors the the
refugees situation: they are still at the “wired border” and have not
reached a place where they can show themselves.
Lavana Kray is Romanian but wrote
this powerful poem in English. I had to look up “conglobulate” in the
Oxford English Dictionary. Though rarely used today, it means “to
collect into a rounded or compact mass” and gave me a sense of what it
must be like for the refugees to huddle together at sundown.
When
I asked her about the poem, she wrote, “During the past few years, the
news keeps showing images of the millions of refugees. I have watched
children pushed under or thrown over some fence, and carried from one
place to another, in the hope that things will be better beyond that
fence and they will find a new home. My forefathers were refugees, too,
so I am doubly sensitized to these people. Mixing this reality with my
imagination, I poured all my thoughts and feelings into this tanka.
Anytime
I need an English word, I look for it in a dictionary. Reading the
definitions, I find other words, and I often fall in love with words for
their musicality. Some words cling to me, and I have to use them.
“Conglobulate” is one of those words. It rolled around in my mind until I
found a place for it in this poem."
David Rice
http://www.tankasocietyofamerica.org/ribbonssâmbătă, 2 aprilie 2016
Descoperite azi, chiar daca au fost publicate mai de mult
1.
NeverEnding Story - First English-Chinese Bilingual Haiku and Tanka Blog
English Original
wet glasses --
I dry the moon
with my shirt
Ardea, 5, 2015
Lavana kray
Chinese Translation (Traditional)
眼鏡起霧 --
我用襯衫
擦乾月亮
Chinese Translation (Simplified)
眼镜起雾 --
我用衬衫
擦乾月亮
" The fresh image of "drying the moon" with one's shirt lifts the poem out of the ordinary."
Chen-ou Liu
http://neverendingstoryhaikutanka.blogspot.ro/
2.
cloudy her evening eyes after washing off her makeup
- Ana Drobot
cloudy her evening eyes after washing off her makeup
- Ana Drobot
The Shiki Monthly Kukai March 2016 Results
Kigo Theme: DEW
morning dew -
fading away the summer
on her kimono
Ana Drobot
(Bucharest, Romania)
(1,1,1) = 6 pts
*
wrinkles
in every dew drop -
scything
Lavana kray
Romania
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
**Totally unexpected!
*
on a dew-drop
seeing the blue sky –
the sun rises
Miorita Alba
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
Free Format Theme: DRIFTWOOD
driftwood –
scent of a memory
from a distant forest
Andrei C. Szava
(2,3,7) = 19 pts
**Absolutely love this!
*
hot night -
using driftwood
as a doorstop
Miorita Alba
(1,0,5) = 8 pts
*
driftwood -
a rusty fish hook pricks
my barefoot
Lavana kray
Romania
(1,0,0) = 3 pts
*
giving her comfort
the therapist's kind words...
driftwood
Ana Drobot
(Bucharest, Romania)
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
vineri, 1 aprilie 2016
Haiku Contest Wild plum 2016
Third Place
black clouds rumble
our cotton candies stick
to one another
our cotton candies stick
to one another
Lavana kray
Iasi, Romania
As my Third Place Choice, a haiku with striking color contrast via black clouds and pink cotton candies (at least that’s the color I perceive), although nowadays I believe cotton candy can be just about any color. Having said this, another reason for choosing this one is because of its 3 “l” sounds in line one, carried over to its double “c” sounds in line two, which lets it roll off the tongue nicely. I also can easily visualize the cotton candies sticking to one another, and looking like puffy clouds.
—an’ya, principal editor of UHTS cattails
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