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 Haiku Treasure Trove

 

PARTICIPANTS


of WHF2002/Basho Journey/Kamakura-Kyoto Options

Haiku Treasure Trove is a feature designed to present relatively unknown haiku poets, as well as excellent haiku and related poetry, whether by known or unknown authors, which has not been widely read or even seen by others than the author and perhaps, a few close friends or family members. We also wish to create a stronger bridge between haiku poets and non-haiku poets, as well as those poets who write in several genres, haiku being just one of the forms of their interest.

In this issue, in honor of Meiji haiku poet, Ishii Rogetsu of Akita, Japan, and the WHF2002/Basho Journey/Kamakura-Kyoto options, World Haiku Review presents haiku and haiku-inspired poetry by some of the participants in the September events.

 

 

Visnja McMaster, Zagreb, Croatia

Between seasons:

departing summer -
birds are soaring and fishes dive
away from the cold

Returning to Japan:

time to go -
images from other times
ever clearer

time to go -
background of cherry blossoms
to leaves turning gold

time to go -
is it the line that trembles
or the well-known voice?

 

 

Etsuko Yanagibori, Saitama-ken, Japan

Viewing the Sea of Japan:

Susukisaka umi hetomukai arukunari

The path
Of Japanese pampas grass
I walk to the sea

Umimieshi okanouenite nogikutsumu

On the top of
Sea viewing hill
I pick the wild chrysanthemum

at Yuwa town, Akita:

Tsukinoen Akitakomachino obakobushi

Moon viewing party
Akita beatiful ladies
Singing Obako folksong

Michinokuya tomotodeaino tsukimizake

Northern country;
meeting with my friends
for a full-moon sake party

Harvest season,
drinking new sake with you;
warm friendship

at Omono River:

In golden rice-waves,
the Omono River
flows into the sea

 

 

Bruce Ross, Maine, USA

at Matsushima:

Matsushima
even the dried-out bonsai
have their beauty

at Mount Hagura

Hagura-san
again the dragonfly hovers over
the same pond weeds

at Ungan-ji

Ungan-ji
on each needle of the old pine
a drop of rain

hollyhocks
in turn the grasshopper's antennae
up and down

at a bamboo grove:
(winner in an informal Basho Journey kukai)

morning rain
a bamboo fence to hold in
a bamboo grove

 

 

Daniel Gallimore, Oxford, UK

at Gassan:

winter-promising
winds on Moon Mountain the coach
waiting silently

at Mogami River:

river captain asks
"How is it?" gentle
Mogami River

at a waterside:

clouds reflecting
sandy beaches waiting for
the party to begin

 

 

Alan J Summers, Bristol, UK

outside Kobe:

the end of summer
tsukutsuku-bôshi heard
at suma temple

near Ashino:

saigyo's willow -
the sound of purple
with a tiny frog

at Yamadera:

drifting mist
my eyes reach the hilltops
searching for Basho

 

 

Brian Selby, Oxford, UK

various places in Japan:

cuddling arms 'round legs
on steps centuries old
I learn humiliation

Poems on gravestones
and cenotaphs
in wealthy someone's garden
honour death with money

fading flowers
reap the dying

Other:

September hay waits
to be moved while casually
looking beautiful

Waiting to be moved
September's new big hay bales
just can't run away.

Shorter days, more rain
leave things not done, with loose ends.
Tie, cut or forget.

 

 

Tim Hornyak, Tokyo, JP

at Gyokuryu-ji, near Yuwa town, Akita:
(Rogetsu Isshi's burial place)

Withered offerings
bees crawl into cracks
in the family grave

at Yuwa town, Akita:

Lying in long grass
I taste the harvest full moon
in my sake cup

at Yudono, Yamagata:

Vermilion torii...
beyond it nothing
but mist

at Gassan (Moon Mountain), Yamagata:

Women chanting sutras
had seemed Buddhas from far
on misty Gassan

at Yudono, Yamagata:

Cold moor pool
grasses beneath the surface
move with the wind

 

 

Deborah Russell, Maryland, USA

Preparing for the journey:

fold and unfolds
this same old shirt
and my journey

spring cleaning - as if
someone should visit
while i am away

for comfortable shoes,
i'm still searching -
impossible dreams

 

 

chibi, Georgia, USA

Preparing for the journey:

Atlanta
has Stone Mountain ~
no Fuji

eight days ~
six in Japan
two over the ocean

Gone with the Wind ~
a few gifts for my
Japanese friends

at Kubota:

please please
red dragonfly stay
on the fox statue

at Akita:

Akita o Akita

how is this autumn

a familiar dream

 

 


Mitsuko Teraoka, Saitama, Japan

at Nikko:
(runner up in informal Basho Journey Contest)

misty rain falls
into the onsen

Autumn in Japan:

tatoh-gami hiraku tokimeki aki-awase

my heart beats faster -
opening the tatoh-gami folder
autumn kimono

poketto ni irete korogasu ki-no-mi kana

in my pocket,
I roll them and roll them -
autumn nuts

kan-bare ya fuji no mukoh ni fubo no sumu

fine cold day -
my parents live beyond
that Mt. Fuji

kasanari-te tsuranari-te yama aki fukamu

the mountains,
overlapping
in deep autumn

kiri no asa oto nomi nokoshi densha yuku

foggy morning -
a street car vanishes, I hear
only the sound

 

 
D. W. Bender, Florida, USA

at Kamakura, *Dai Butsu statue, September 15:

kanetataki*
in Daibutsu's emptiness
all hammering stops

*kanetataki: a species of cricket which makes a ping-hammer sound (click hyperlink to see and hear the kanetatake)

*Daibutsu - "Great Buddha", a famous (hollow) Buddha statue

at Hakone (rev.)

susuki plumes
in view, the recurrent dream
of Fuji-san

susuki bana fuji wo nagame te yumegokochi
.....(tr. by Ikuyo Yoshimura)

susuki: a plumed grass also called "obana", "silvergrass", "eulalia", "Japanese pampas grass"

at Urami-no-taki in Nikko:
(for Etsuko Yanagibori)

return to the path
at Urami-no-taki to view
wisteria shoots

*Urami-no-taki ('Rearview Falls", or "Backside Falls" a scenic waterfall where one can view from a hollow behind the falls.)

at Toshugu shrine in Nikko:

Toshogu shrine:
how comical the faces
of sanctified monkeys

*Toshogu shrine has famous carvings of the "sanzaru", monkeys exemplifying "hear no evil, speak no evil, see no evil".

at Naruko:

with a misty rain,
how even the hills of Naruko
fall into the gorge

at Sakaida (rev):

nomi shirami uma no shito suru makura-moto (Matsuo Basho)

someone's fine horse
still piddles on the floor --
Hojin-no-ie

(A royal white gift-horse resides in the border guard's house. Basho slept here.)

 near Akita:

Gichu-ji, Zeze (near Lake Biwa):

Basho's grave
a silence of hagi petals
falling on the pond


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