sâmbătă, 21 martie 2020
The Third Edition of Santoka International Haiku Contest “Loneliness”
2nd place
Vasile Moldovan
just an old man
in the empty house
alone as God
samo starac
u praznoj kući
sam kao bog
空の家
ひとり老人
神様か
duminică, 15 martie 2020
Results of 31st Indian Kukai ( KITE)
5th place
# 21
flying kite - the highs and lows of my mood
Ana Drobot Bucharest, Romania
(3,2,4)=19 points
#19
after rain – on the blue sky a rainbow kite
Capotă Daniela Lăcrămioara Galaţi,Romania
(1,4,0)=9 points
#43
underground bunker a little boy hugs tightly his tattered kite
Cezar Florescu
Romania
(0,3,0) = 6 points
#26
far above the clouds... my wishes tied to a line
Rodica Stefan Bucharest, Romania
(2,0,1)=5 points
#62
spring fever dusting my son's dragon kite
Cristina Apetrei Saveni, Romania
(2,0,1)=5 points
#41
above a skyscraper
zigzag between antennas
the tail of a kite
Vasile Moldovan
Bucharest, Romania
( 0,0,1) =3 points
#55
some dots in the sky - children conquering the world with paper and twine
Mihail BURAGA Bucharest - ROMANIA
(1,1,0)= 3 points
some dots in the sky - children conquering the world with paper and twine
Mihail BURAGA Bucharest - ROMANIA
(1,1,0)= 3 points
paradoxical
greek antiquity -
the Trojan King saved by kite
Postelnicu Bucharest, Romania
Postelnicu Bucharest, Romania
#40
summer noon - a kite fluttered out of the flower
Florin Golban, Bucuresti, Romania
summer noon - a kite fluttered out of the flower
Florin Golban, Bucuresti, Romania
duminică, 8 martie 2020
sâmbătă, 7 martie 2020
ASAHI HAIKUIST NETWORK
by David McMurray
March 6, 2020 at 07:00 JST
red camellia
in his boutonniere--
dreamy glances
Rodica Ștefan
March 6, 2020 at 07:00 JST
red camellia
in his boutonniere--
dreamy glances
Rodica Ștefan
countryside journey …
at the end of every lane
the moon in bloom
at the end of every lane
the moon in bloom
Steliana Voicu
Failed Haiku nr 51
the bookshelf
between so many titles
a hesitant fly
a hole in the fence
the hunting dog wants to pas
but does not fit
Vasile Moldovan
excavators
in front of their home
immovable old men
Lavana Kray
not a single breeze -
so many open windows
on my laptop
play store...
I search for an app
to turn back time
her old pair of earrings -
behind her a sky
full of stars
cutting words -
I only spot
half of the moon
Ana Drobot
Yesenin's death—
I give birth to
a stillborn poem
Réka Nyitrai
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