Still love all the haiku that I accepted from you for my Special Feature, Lakeview International Journal of Literature and Arts, Vol.1 No.2 August 2013. :-)
Including:
sound of a beetle
the window filters
its anxiety
I love how the middle line, not even just as a hinge line, gives extra meaning and layers by the use of its line break enjambments.
Thank you, Alan, for referring my haiku,' sound of a beetle'. I feel humbled for the inclusion of the poem in the haiku section of the prestigious issue of " Lakeview Int. Jour. of Lit. and Arts", edited by you. It is an honour for me.
I've greatly enjoyed and appreciated getting my own interpretations out of your haiku.
"an old friend without a name" is an intriguing phrase and even moreso coupled with "fallen leaves"
This could be about a human friend who has fallen on very hard times or even died in a wartime conflict.
Or it could be about a family home tree loved through the process of child to adult to older generation.
Often using 'old' is a cliché, a quick shortcut or shorthand, but not so here. In fact, it's vital and gives the haiku its body and heart.
Two from me, one using old and one using fallen leaves. The other one I have is not yet published but it's where I use fallen leaves as a metaphor for the people who died in wars.
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old tales
moon-bright leaves
jostle the breeze
Alan Summers
Wild Plum 1:1 (Spring & Summer 2015)
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we shift and turn
the migrating clocks
fallen leaves
Alan Summers
Issue 107:
low sky
winter haiku 2017
Guest Editor Eric Burke
As Alan and Pravat discuss about Lakeview International Journal of Literature and Arts, Vol.1 No.2 August 2013. :-)
I remember my ku, Alan picked up for that issue around your theme, Marion!!
falling leaves . . .
if only sorrow could be
contained in a palm
May 4th, 2018 at 11:46 am
Movingly mysterious.
May 4th, 2018 at 9:46 pm
A beautiful haiku with a brilliant juxtaposition.
displaced people
the falling leaves
trapped in a storm
Pravat Kumar Padhy
Publication Credit: Lakeview International Journal of Literature and Arts, Vol.1 No.2 August 2013
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fallen leaves–
the beggar loses
his address
Pravat Kumar Padhy
Publication Credit: Whispers, Dec 2016
May 5th, 2018 at 8:27 am
Still love all the haiku that I accepted from you for my Special Feature, Lakeview International Journal of Literature and Arts, Vol.1 No.2 August 2013. :-)
Including:
sound of a beetle
the window filters
its anxiety
I love how the middle line, not even just as a hinge line, gives extra meaning and layers by the use of its line break enjambments.
warm regards,
Alan
May 6th, 2018 at 10:43 pm
Thank you, Alan, for referring my haiku,' sound of a beetle'. I feel humbled for the inclusion of the poem in the haiku section of the prestigious issue of " Lakeview Int. Jour. of Lit. and Arts", edited by you. It is an honour for me.
Warm regards
Pravat
May 5th, 2018 at 6:47 am
Beautiful imagery!
bright colors
a celebration of
the dying leaves ??
May 5th, 2018 at 8:22 am
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an old friend
without a name
fallen leaves
—MARION ALICE POIRIER
I've greatly enjoyed and appreciated getting my own interpretations out of your haiku.
"an old friend without a name" is an intriguing phrase and even moreso coupled with "fallen leaves"
This could be about a human friend who has fallen on very hard times or even died in a wartime conflict.
Or it could be about a family home tree loved through the process of child to adult to older generation.
Often using 'old' is a cliché, a quick shortcut or shorthand, but not so here. In fact, it's vital and gives the haiku its body and heart.
Two from me, one using old and one using fallen leaves. The other one I have is not yet published but it's where I use fallen leaves as a metaphor for the people who died in wars.
.
.
old tales
moon-bright leaves
jostle the breeze
Alan Summers
Wild Plum 1:1 (Spring & Summer 2015)
.
.
and
.
.
we shift and turn
the migrating clocks
fallen leaves
Alan Summers
Issue 107:
low sky
winter haiku 2017
Guest Editor Eric Burke
May 5th, 2018 at 10:17 am
Fallen leaves, so well seen as you have written Marion_!
__ 'Tis wise to learn from the past; the sounds of fallen leaves, a history.
the teachers
along yesterday's pathway
fallen leaves
May 7th, 2018 at 8:31 am
Lovely ku, Marion.
As Alan and Pravat discuss about Lakeview International Journal of Literature and Arts, Vol.1 No.2 August 2013. :-)
I remember my ku, Alan picked up for that issue around your theme, Marion!!
falling leaves . . .
if only sorrow could be
contained in a palm
_()_.