Posts Tagged ‘ hokku ’

Area 17: Haiku: Somewhere a clock is ticking – Part One

700,000 olive trees remember the butterfly
Alan Summers
n.b. Eco-killers and the Anthropocene.
Publication Credit:
Bones – journal for contemporary haiku no. 7 (July 15th 2015)
700,000 oliviers se souviennent du papillon
French translation by Serge Tome
Anthology credit: EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaboration 2016 Foodcrop Haiku

Source: Area 17: Haiku: Somewhere a clock is ticking – Part One

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What Is and Isn’t: A Butterfly Wearing Tennis Shoes, by Robert D. Wilson / Simply Haiku

. . . two hokku penned by the late exiled Catalan poet, Agusti Bartra, from his deathbed:

The light is teaching
     the air that travels
        how roses are born.

As if distracted,
   on my way, I touch the tree.
       Now it answers me.

Agusti Bartra
Last Poems (1977-1982)
Tr. by D. Sam Abrams

What Is and Isn’t: A Butterfly Wearing Tennis Shoes.

SPRING AND SUPERFICIALITY: DETERMINING DEPTH IN HOKKU | HOKKU

SPRING AND SUPERFICIALITY: DETERMINING DEPTH IN HOKKU | HOKKU.

LE MATINO NIVEE DE CHIYO-NI / THE SNOWY MORNING OF CHIYO-NI | HOKKU

LE MATINO NIVEE DE CHIYO-NI / THE SNOWY MORNING OF CHIYO-NI | HOKKU.

AUTUMN ENDING — WINTER BEGINNING | HOKKU

Autumn ends;
Even the crows
Are silent. 

 – Buson

AUTUMN ENDING — WINTER BEGINNING | HOKKU.

THE ROAD GOES EVER ON: AUTUMN AND JOURNEYING | HOKKU

THE ROAD GOES EVER ON: AUTUMN AND JOURNEYING | HOKKU.

AND I AM MARIE OF ROUMANIA : : HOKKU

AND I AM MARIE OF ROUMANIA | HOKKU.