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Friday, November 06, 2020
The Wanderer Brush by Ion Codrescu, Red Moon Press, 2020
Honoured to have work chosen for The Wanderer Brush - The Art of Haiga:
Haiku from 79 International Poets
Selected, Edited and Illustrated by Ion Codrescu
This lovely book contains the biographies of included poets, as well as a favourite haiku chosen by each poet, and corresponding commentary.
homecoming . . .
a bouquet of sky
in an old jar
1st Place, 2017 Australian Haiku Society Spring Haiga Kukai
transience . . .
petal by petal
we let go
Winning Haiku, 2017 Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival Haiku Invitational
the sound of rabbits
2016 World Haiku Competition
A thousand thanks to Ion for this evocative haiga!
I was surprised and grateful to have fellow Canadian poet, Michael Dudley, choose the following haiku as a favourite, and I thank him for his generous and sensitive reading of my work:
the places I thought
2017 Jane Reichhold International Prize
"In the particular is contained the universal." James Joyce
Within this precise, concise, deftly expressed haiku by Debbie Strange, a quiet voice of recognition and resignation conveys a gracious though bewildered acceptance of time passed and opportunities lost. The exact possible life destinations/discoveries/experiences that the persona and another/others have not shared; judiciously, the poem does not explain the reason/s for such unfulfillment. Thus, each reader may enter the details of the poem personally, inspired by the words to revisit and contemplate similar circumstances from his/her own life. The particulars included within the poem and the details left out seamlessly evoke a universal theme.
I chose the following haiku by an'ya as a favourite:
this stretch of beach
Daily Haiga, December 2009
I'm a lifelong beach rambler, so this melancholic haiku resonates with me on many levels, and can be interpreted both literally and metaphorically. I've always been intrigued by what the tides leave behind (birth), and what they take away (death). The physical space between the words "birth" and "death" reminds me of the dash often etched between dates on a tombstone. The word "beach" is a perfect metaphor for "life", and with only seven words, this gifted poet invites me to take a reflective walk through my past into my future.