Sanjuktaa lives in India in the southern state of Karnataka.
Her haiku and tanka have appeared in a number of online and print journals including
Frogpond, The Herons Nest, Acorn, A Hundred Gourds and Moonbathing in the past few years.
When not writing, she could probably be found on bird-watching treks or cheering
for her favourite cricket team,
Sanjuktaa blogs at wild berries.
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Dear Sanjuktaa,
Wonderful haiku.
hosta flowers
begin to end
yet knowing
their leaves
will turn gold
Dear Sanjuktaa,
Wonderful haiku.
hosta flowers
begin to end
yet knowing
their leaves
will turn gold
Ellen
Dear Ellen, what a beautiful response! Thank you so much!
Dipping the well for a bucket of fragrance
Thanks a bunch, Madhuri!
Lovely Sanjuktaa . . .
_kala
So glad you liked it, Kala! Thanks a ton!
Very dreamy & nice!
late summer
slicing into the last
watermelon
Really love this one!
T.Johnson…thanks a lot!
A haiku that will cherish quench poetic thirst! Congratulation Sanjuktaa
Thank you so much for your kind words, Pravat.
Wonderful!
Thanks a lot, Dick!
"bucket filled with summer" ! – lovely!
Thanks a lot, Anitha! Am so happy you liked!
Very evocative, late summer poem, just lovely.
Thanks a lot for stopping by and commenting, Alison!
Beautifully done, Sanjuktaa!. Indian Summer depicted nicely.
Thank you so much, Ramesh! Really happy that you liked.
Beauty of language depicting a grim reality. The well is dry and summer is hot. And the bucket . . . I find this quite startling. Congratulations.
Many thanks, Jan Dobb. Loved the way you interpreted it!
What a lovely response that is, Dawn! Thanks a bunch!
lovely verse,the reality of summer coming home !….
Arvinder, thanks so much!
Aaaaahhhhh – wonderful! :)
marion
Thanks so much, Marion.
frozen well
In the fallen bucket
a star
.
summer haze-
a sax player on the corner
billing pigeons
Alan Summers
Publications credits: Azami #40 (Japan, 1997)
Thank you all for your kind words and wonderful responses!