The beautiful #haikuKatha issue 34, August 2024 is live on #Trivenihaikai website.
Kudos to dear Kala Ramesh, Founder & Managing Editor & the brilliant Editorial team for another fantastic issue. The watercolor painting by Milind Mulick looks real and striking.
Grateful for the inclusion of my #tanka among the gallery of talented haijin. Congratulations to all featured #poets.
Read the beautiful issue here:
https://www.trivenihaikai.in/haikukatha
Delighted to have a #tanka & a #haiga in the #EnchantedGarden Haiku Journal, Issue 9: Amber, August ‘24 ,celebrating #rural life.
Grateful to Steliana Cristina Voicu, Founder & Editor for the publication and the translation into #Romanian.
Congratulations to all the featured #poets.
https://enchanted-garden-haiku.blogspot.com/2024/08/enchanted-garden-issue-9-amber-august.html
Happy to share my 3 tanka poems published on the website of VSANA (Viewing Stones of North America). Grateful to dear Thomas Elias, for the acceptance and publication.
The stone for May was -“The Thinker” this stone was found on a rocky beach on the Southeast Coast of Puerto Rico, near Maunabo, about 10 years ago. The stone could have several interpretations. It strongly evokes an image of Auguste Rodin’s celebrated statue in Paris.
Congratulations to all featured poets.
www.vsana.org
vsana.viewing_stone
Delighted to have a #tanka and a #Haiga on the theme of #Childhood in the beautiful Enchanted Garden Haiku Journal, Issue 8: Dreams Keeper, June 2024.
Grateful to Steliana Cristina Voicu, Editor for the publication with its #Romanian translation.
Congratulations to all featured poets.
https://enchanted-garden-haiku.blogspot.com/2024/06/enchanted-garden-issue-8-dreams-keeper.html?m=1
Grateful to Sonam Chhoki, Editor-in-Chief, Mike Montreuil, Managing Editor, Geethanjali Rajan, Haiku Editor & Jenny Fraser, Tanka Editor & Lavana Kray, Haiga Editor.
Congratulations to all featured poets & artists.
Read the beautiful issue here:
http://www.cattailsjournal.com/issues/cattails241.pdf
Delighted that #Ribbons Spring/Summer 2024: Volume 20 Number 1 issue features my #tankaprose. Ribbons is the prestigious tanka journal of the #TankaSociety of America.
Grateful to Susan Weaver, Editor & Liz Lanigan, Tanka Prose Editor for the acceptance & publication.
Congratulations to all featured #poets. Grateful to tanka editors for the inclusion of my #tanka inspired by a sudden view of the shy and holy Mount Fuji on my visit to #Japan.
Read the beautiful issue here:
https://www.trivenihaikai.in/post/haikukatha-issue-30
The #BambooHut Issue one, February 2024 is online. The beautiful issue features my three #tanshi along with those of many talented poets.
Grateful to dear Steve Wilkinson, Editor for the acceptance and publication.
Congratulations to all featured #poets.
Grateful to dear Charlotte Digregorio for the publication of my tanka in the themed issue on LOVE – in all it’s forms: the good, bad, or ugly on #ValentinesDay! The blog features a beautiful selection of poems from all over the world.
Thanks to Chrissi Villa, Editor Frameless Sky for giving this tanka a home.
May love always endure! 💕
Happy Valentine’s Day & congratulations to all featured poets.
https://charlottedigregorio.wordpress.com/
Delighted that Ribbons Fall 2023: Volume 19, Number 3 issue features my tanka prose and tanka sequence. Ribbons is the prestigious tanka journal of the Tanka Society of America.
Grateful to Susan Weaver, Editor & Liz Lanigan, Tanka Prose Editor for the acceptance & publication.
Here is the tanka prose:
Light of Hope
Neena Singh, Chandigarh, India
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all
~ Emily Dickinson
The white-bearded, turbaned Sardarji sits outside the public garden with multi-colored lamps stacked around him. I stop to greet him with folded hands, and he beams a broad smile. I enquire whether these lamps are homemade, and he responds in the affirmative.
“My family had suffered in Delhi during the anti-Sikh riots of 1984. I lost everything I owned, so, with the family, I fled to Dehradun to build a new life. After trying many odd jobs, I began making lanterns and selling them door-to-door. Now I am getting old, and people don’t buy my lamps as much as they used to,” he says with a sigh.
last night
heavy rain pelted
the old pine
yet it stands tall
strong-willed like you
Seeing my interest, he warms up and confides that he is saving money for his daughter’s marriage, after which he will return home and stop this arduous labor which has engaged him for the last twenty years. The old man’s words ring close to my heart, as I walk home, clutching a red lamp, wondering if it will light up my life.
August wind
ripples the evergreen
feathery fronds fall…
what burdens we carry
of the stories we hear
Photo edited at his request to respect anonymity.
