Haiku of Yuji Matsumoto


 

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.

 

Haiku from Akita


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

 

Respect


Respect is given for all beings placed upon the earth by the Creator.

Respect is given to all our elders, who are rich in wisdom.

Respect one’s privacy, thoughts, and wishes.

Respect human siblings by only speaking of their good qualities.

Respect one’s personal space and belongings

Respect another’s spiritual path and do not judge their choices

Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, and beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in service of the people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and bow to no one.

 

— Tecumseh, Shawnee, 1768-1813

From 365 Days of Walking the Red Road: The Native American Path to Leading a Spiritual Life Every Day

Terri Jean

Fall Haiku


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

 

Haiku of Nobuko Katsura


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.