a hesitation
in the way the branches blow
harvest moonrise
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an'ya
an'ya, whose haigo (haiku nom de plume) loosely translates to 'a peaceful light in the moonless night', lives in Oregon, USA. She has been bestowed (too numerous to mention here) top world-class awards and honours for her haiku poetry, as well as other verse forms, not only throughout the United States, but in Japan, Canada, New Zealand, Australia, Germany, India, the UK, Brazil, France, and the Balkans.
For more information, see an'ya's extended biography
an'ya is also the director for WHCbeginners.
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comma-shaped leaves
rustle in the wind
the beauty of pauses
Beautiful, an’ya
stillness
before the rains–
moonlight
Thanks so much to both John and Kate! i love moon haiku, don’t you . . . love ya, an’ya
Thank you an’ya, your numerous honors well deserved. You gave me a beautiful moment and so lovely to have it published right now the harvest moon awakening me all night long.
it is said of basho, “I feel lonely as I gaze at the moon, I feel lonely as I think about myself, and I feel lonely as I ponder upon this wretched life of mine. I want to cry out that I am lonely, but no one asks me how I feel.”
i wonder why …
Hi River Mary, thank you for your kind words, and thanks bob for the great basho quote. i don’t know if we’re allowed to post other haiku, but i’ll take a chance:
moonset . . .
a sudden vastness
between stars
an’ya
(FSPA)
miami twilight
full moon glowing brighter –
calm after the storm
yes, i do think an’ya is the foremost
haiku writer. her haiku comes from deep
inside her, a part of her that has merged with nature which in turn affects us all.
fuga no makoto as basho calls it.
john tiong chunghoo
bob, after the hurricane haiku?, nice natural ‘i alliteration. And now since John has embarrassed me:
milking hour—
a whitish mist moves
toward the moon
an’ya
(Heron’s Nest)
an’ya
you’re remarkable; joining in the responses, and for this i’m deeply appreciative. i ponder other “writers” lack of feeling a need to enhance the understanding of their material, if there are some grey areas, or for mere discussion …
Again the moon is seting…
Who knows for how many times
without witnesses?
autumn breeze,
lightly, the curtain wavers
darkness slips through
–
Hi bob, yes autumn does seem to be in full swing here in oregon . . . love ya, an’ya
autumn ocean—
just for our anniversary
the cadence of rain
an’ya
Thank you an’ya ~
moonlight pond ~
cicadas cry silences
a frog gently swims ~
butterflies mizmaze
falling leaves ~ the moon
still on the tree ~
cadence of rain –
rapid heartbeats
the sway in her walk
a pond leaf in and out of twilight
Hi Martin, i like your one-liner!
still pond
a maple leaf floats
stem-side up
an’ya
(moonless night)
Sheila Windsor on the haikutalk2 list, found in yahoo groups, helped clean it up from ‘a pond leaf awash in the twilight’. You can find many talented writers on this list including Marlene Mountain and Bill Higginson to name a few.
very well done an’ya, please send me your woodpecker one, i have lost it. Also Moldovan’s is very good too. —– elliott
bare branch bouncing
wasn’t the bird in flight–
morning breeze