darkenergi — A mysterious form of art that believes in educating, entertaining, and inspiring people
Translated by L.P. Lovee
Onto the dead branch
A crow has flied to settle_
evening in the autumn
withering in the winter_
all in one color
the sound of a wind
awoken by
cracking of the crock
the icy night
showery mists
hiding Mt. Fuji today
amusing!
The spring scenery
almost in order
the moon and ume-blossoms
Have no doubts
the flowers of tide
also the spring of the bay
looks like flowers
under the full moon
a cotton field
Courtesy of Haiku International Association (HIA)
showery mists
hiding Mt. Fuji today_
amusing!
the Suruga road_
orange blossoms also smell
as the scent of tea
even woodpeckers
do not harm the hut_
summer trees
the summer grasses:
the remains of
warriors’ dreams
the lake_
missing the summer heat,
the soaring peaks of cloud
Bashō composed this haiku after seeing Lake Biwa and Mt. Hiei.
Suma temple_
hearing the unblown fife,
in the dark of trees’ shade
Bashō composed this haiku in reference to “The Tale of the Heike”.
“575 The Haiku of Basho” by L.P. Lovee
Courtesy of Haiku International Association (HIA)
Beauteous
spring breeze…
New Era, Reiwa
the spirit of peace
rippling around the world
Tanka by Rika Inami
Courtesy of Akita International Haiku Network
in Tokyo
walk like running
my advice to brother
two-day-no drink
let the birds
visit me
stop to the rest,
summer calm sea
is in front you,kids
turn that corner
the second semester
will start
Yuji Matsumoto is a haiku poet born in Ehime Prefecture Japan. He is a regular contributor to Itadori Prize and Kaitei Prize and a member of the Modern Haiku Association. Yuji is the chief director of the Ehime Modern Haiku Association of Youth Section,Board member of Matsuyama Haiku Association, and director of the Ehime Haiku Association.
Harder than the
next one is
this life.
Fireworks
variously named
are just smoke.
Sometime anger
makes the face
a work of art.
Courtesy of Senryu Poems of the People by J.C. Brown
deep autumn
no ambivalence any more
a red maple leaf
resting on the bamboo grass
…it may be hard to leave
at midday
a shaft of sunlight in Mato Park
slipping into my timetable
while I wait freewheelingly
sparse ripe persimmons at twigs
float and brighten in air
through
the rising morning sun…
the desolate winter fields
a dazzling memory
everything fading away
as time passes
I look back and sigh
wishing you all the best
Courtesy of Akita International Haiku Network
yellow sun–
a baobab tree
on my to do list
–Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo (The Hague)
solstice sunrise
the leaves of a cypress
begin to dance
–Lucy Whitehead (Essex, U.K.)
country music
I dance in the clothes
of my ancestors
–Slobodan Pupovac (Zagreb, Croatia)
Moon festival
whispering to myself
in a foreign language
–Agus Maulana Sunjaya (Indonesia)
Autumn equinox–
a seesaw keeps its balance
unaware in the park
–Teiichi Suzuki (Osaka)
mosquito net–
tonight I hunt for
the stars
–Ana Drobot (Bucharest, Romania)
Courtesy of Asahi Haikuist Network/David McMurray
the first day in spring –
a wind from the ocean
but no ocean in sight
wild geese –
between their cries, a slice
of silence
Christmas –
this sadness of being a wife
when did I first feel it?
wake up
in cherry blossom
white midday
the woman at high noon
untiringly watches
a distant fire
Nobuko Katsura was born Noboko Niwa in Osaka in 1914. She learned haiku from poet Sojo Hino, editor of the ‘Kikan’ (The flagship). Afterwards she founded the Marumero (Quince) haiku group with Kenkichi Kusumoto. During WWII, as planes bombed her house, she gathered her haiku works and fled the fire. Nobuko often wrote haiku about women and their everyday lives. She was a former editor of the Modern Haiku Association of Japan.
Chiyo-ni writings were influenced by Matsuo Basho. “One with nature” is Chiyo-ni style and she was immersed with it.
ah butterfly–
what are you dreaming
working your wings?
a single spider’s thread
ties the duckweed
to the shore
hands drop
all things on the ground – the clear water
on the road
today’s rain
the seed for clear water
when dropped
it is only water–rouge flower dew
Courtesy of Patricia Donegan and Simply Haiku
A long list
of side effects . . .
winter rain
Plona Oblak
autumn martyr in the first draft
Cherie Hunter Day
gravesite
of Adam Smith
free of charge
Patricia McKernon Runkle
Courtesy of the Modern Haiku Association
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