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  • Contemporary Haibun Online

    Contemporary Haibun Online, Issue 19.1 is out and it features my haibun “Birding”. Thanks to my birding friends Harmeet & Jatinder Vijh.

    Grateful to Rich Youmans, Editor for the guidance & publication.

    Congratulations to all featured poets.

    Birding

    Each day we are forgotten by ourselves
    through ourselves,
    For we do not believe, in who we are.

    ~ Mimi Novic, The Silence Between the Sighs

    Away from the hustle-bustle of city life and traffic, my friend and I walk on the dirt path to the village pond. A binocular and a powerful camera rest on my friend’s shoulder.

    Water chestnuts grow thick and lush, coloring the pondwater forest green. I strain to see through the fog. Far off, white-breasted kingfisher perches on a boulder, perhaps waiting for sunshine. My friend picks up her camera.

    I wait empty-handed, the song deep inside me.

    winter molting the flap of new-found wings

  • Contemporary Haibun Online (Cho)

    Delighted to have my haibun featured in the lovely Contemporary Haibun Online journal (cho), issue 18.3.

    So very grateful to dear Terri Hale French, Haibun Editor for her guidance & acceptance. Thanks to Rich Youmans, Editor for the publication.

    Rewilding

    During the pandemic, we are confined to our homes for many days due to lockdown restrictions. The streets are deserted, with little traffic. I go to the terrace to watch squirrels that nest at the top of the evergreen tree in the garden and to converse with the koel, bulbuls and pigeons that visit. Watching the sunrise and sunset colouring the sky and the leisurely movement of clouds to a soundtrack of birdsong becomes a joyful ritual.

    One day around sunset, a fawn wanders onto the street from the neighbouring forest. Maybe the silence of the usually noisy city leads him to venture here. I am reminded of the Disney world of Bambi and rush down the staircase to view the scene more closely and also to see that he is protected from stray dogs. By the time I get to the street, the fawn has disappeared. Where could he have vanished? Was it a mirage caused by the deepening dusk?

    Disappointed, I come back inside and what do I see? The lovely Bambi and my dog, Rumi, sitting in the garden, gently licking each other like old friends.

    first drops. . .
    animals of the forest
    safe in Noah’s Ark

    https://contemporaryhaibunonline.com/cho-18-3table-of-contents/neena-singh-rewilding/?fbclid=IwAR0X9n6KRcNaUIfNQDM5pPeD1BgguievXfm3AYVnb__91i4nbmQ9yyvzWrA&mibextid=Zxz2cZ