duminică, 1 aprilie 2018
luni, 26 martie 2018
Résultats du Concours AFH/Haïkouest
Thème : ARDEUR
Parmi les gagnants
Dan IULIAN
il neige -
elle me parle de
réchauffement global
ninge -
ea îmi vorbește despre
încălzirea globală
http://webcache.googleusercontent.com/search?q=cache:3l6qeUonZdQJ:www.association-francophone-de-haiku.com/afh/actualite_afh.html+&cd=1&hl=ro&ct=clnk&gl=ro
Parmi les gagnants
Dan IULIAN
il neige -
elle me parle de
réchauffement global
ninge -
ea îmi vorbește despre
încălzirea globală
http://webcache.googleusercontent.com/search?q=cache:3l6qeUonZdQJ:www.association-francophone-de-haiku.com/afh/actualite_afh.html+&cd=1&hl=ro&ct=clnk&gl=ro
vineri, 23 martie 2018
Lyrical Passion Poetry E-Zine
the moon
as an ingrown claw
in the crimson sky –
I lost you among the leaves
of a random autumn
luna, gheară
http://lyricalpassionpoetry. yolasite.com/
as an ingrown claw
in the crimson sky –
I lost you among the leaves
of a random autumn
luna, gheară
încarnată în cerul
sângeriu –
un vârtej oarecare
mi te-a luat drept frunză
when the sun sinks low
the shadow of the church
steeple
lengthens in my bed –
hold my hand!
when the sun sinks low
the shadow of the church
steeple
lengthens in my bed –
hold my hand!
la asfințit
umbra clopotniței
se întinde
pe pat lângă mine –
ține-mă de mână!
Lavana Kray
http://lyricalpassionpoetry. yolasite.com/
marți, 20 martie 2018
HAIKU MASTERS - march 2018
WEEK #3
COMMENTS
As it gets warmer, the birds’ first song alerts us that spring has begun. The author’s connection to nature is apparent, as this piece shows how the natural world changes the seasons, not by the hands of humans. Also, the way the author describes the beginning of spring as the center of the universe adds a nice touch of humor to the work. Ending the first line with a kireji, or stop mark, creates a sense of space to the overall work, allowing the audience to imagine the sounds of birds singing and wind blowing. Not only through sound, but also through touch with the blowing wind and smell through the scent of flowers, leading to a piece that appeals to all of our senses.
(Kazuko Nishimura)
If, as Einstein suggested, the center of the universe is the present moment in each of us—what we perceive, care about, or focus on—then for this narrator, the center of the universe could well be a bird’s song, as it flits here and there on spring branches. For the songbird, the universe is surely found in the opening of each sweet blossom, here and there. The poet has brought our attention to the photo’s bokeh—the flowers out of focus, like a milkyway of soft stars, in the background— and to our own shifting perceptions as the seasons change. (Kit Pancoast Nagamura)
https://www3.nhk.or.jp/nhkworld/en/tv/haiku_masters/gallery201803.html?week=3
first songbird -
the universe's centre
here and there
Eduard Țară / Romania
COMMENTS
As it gets warmer, the birds’ first song alerts us that spring has begun. The author’s connection to nature is apparent, as this piece shows how the natural world changes the seasons, not by the hands of humans. Also, the way the author describes the beginning of spring as the center of the universe adds a nice touch of humor to the work. Ending the first line with a kireji, or stop mark, creates a sense of space to the overall work, allowing the audience to imagine the sounds of birds singing and wind blowing. Not only through sound, but also through touch with the blowing wind and smell through the scent of flowers, leading to a piece that appeals to all of our senses.
(Kazuko Nishimura)
If, as Einstein suggested, the center of the universe is the present moment in each of us—what we perceive, care about, or focus on—then for this narrator, the center of the universe could well be a bird’s song, as it flits here and there on spring branches. For the songbird, the universe is surely found in the opening of each sweet blossom, here and there. The poet has brought our attention to the photo’s bokeh—the flowers out of focus, like a milkyway of soft stars, in the background— and to our own shifting perceptions as the seasons change. (Kit Pancoast Nagamura)
https://www3.nhk.or.jp/nhkworld/en/tv/haiku_masters/gallery201803.html?week=3
duminică, 11 martie 2018
Shamrock 39
Haiku
from Ireland and the
rest of the world
Translated haiku
derelict house –
a stork nest
in the chimney
The Book of the Dead –
between the chapters
a crushed mosquito
signs of rain –
father pushes his boat
toward the dried lake
-- Cezar Ciobîcã (transl. from the Romanian by Anatoly Kudryavitsky)
***
casă-n ruină -
barza îşi primeneşte
cuibul de pe horn
Cartea Morţilor -
printre versete câte un
ţânţar strivit
semne de ploaie -
tata-şi împinge barca
spre iazul secat
http://shamrockhaiku.webs.com/currentissue.htm
Translated haiku
derelict house –
a stork nest
in the chimney
The Book of the Dead –
between the chapters
a crushed mosquito
signs of rain –
father pushes his boat
toward the dried lake
-- Cezar Ciobîcã (transl. from the Romanian by Anatoly Kudryavitsky)
***
casă-n ruină -
barza îşi primeneşte
cuibul de pe horn
Cartea Morţilor -
printre versete câte un
ţânţar strivit
semne de ploaie -
tata-şi împinge barca
spre iazul secat
http://shamrockhaiku.webs.com/currentissue.htm
Results of The Indian Kukai # 23
4th place
#66
Valentine's Day unfolding a yellowed love letter
Cristina Apetrei,
Botosani, ROMANIA
(5,2,3)=18
5th place
#30
marriage proposal - she analyses my syntax
Dan Iulian, Bucharest , Romania
(5,3,2)=17
7th place
#40
rendezvous - instead of our voices rain sound
Mihail Buraga, Bucharest, Romania
(2,4,1)=13
8th place
#75
a beggar humming non, je ne regrette rien... Valentine’s Day
Cezar Florescu Botosani, Romania
(1,1,3)=12
9th place
#14
Valentine's Day - I learn about resuscitation techniques
Ana Drobot Bucharest, Romania
(2,0,3)= 11
#14
Valentine's Day - I learn about resuscitation techniques
Ana Drobot Bucharest, Romania
(2,0,3)= 11
no points
#53
genuine love - romanian Dragobete and celtic Valentine
Gheorghe Postelnicu, Bucharest, Romania
genuine love - romanian Dragobete and celtic Valentine
Gheorghe Postelnicu, Bucharest, Romania
miercuri, 7 martie 2018
Expressions - Les Adex N°65 - Février 2018
Vos définitions poétiques de " L'AIR "
vents tournats -
dans un ballon noir
mon souffle
Lavana Kray
2
Illustration d'un poème:
Que les fleurs et moi
entre nous,las,
une abeille
qui m'emplit d'effroi
Lavana Kray
Diane Descoteaux
http://www.lesadex.com/2018/ 02/
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