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Showing posts with label Triveni Haikai India. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Triveni Haikai India. Show all posts
Sunday, July 06, 2025
Friday, May 16, 2025
Saturday, March 08, 2025
Sunday, February 09, 2025
Triveni Haikai India, February 2025
My thanks to Arvinder Kaur for selecting the following tanka for the Triveni Spotlight Feature on the colour "red" on February 7, 2025:
we had almost
forgotten how to smile . . .
a loveliness
of ladybugs spills down
the rotten fencepost
Red Lights, Volume 17.2
Saturday, January 25, 2025
Triveni Haikai India: haikuKATHA - unfolding the story within, Issue 38, December 2024
This issue includes the results and commentary for the 2024 Triveni Awards:
refugee train
small hands starfished
against the glass
1st Place
(note: please see the Triveni Awards tag for the commentary)
Saturday, December 21, 2024
Triveni Haikai India, Triveni Awards, 2024
Honoured to receive 1st Place in the inaugural Triveni Awards! My thanks to the judges, Susan Antolin and Kala Ramesh, for their lovely comments:
refugee train
small hands starfished
against the glass
Commentary by Susan Antolin:
The verb "starfished" is brilliant in this poem. It feels essential that the verb is in the passive rather than active form. The word "starfished" accurately describes the shape of children's hands spread wide against a window and also evokes the sense that both starfish and refugee children are at the mercy of forces larger than themselves. The refugee children are themselves like starfish, carried by the ocean and deposited on the shore. Here they are on a train, looking out at the world they have been thrown into. The reader cannot but hope these small hands will be carried to safety.
Commentary by Kala Ramesh:
We went through the first, second and third selection lists and in each list, this poem scored full marks. In our final Zoom meeting, this poem surfaced to the first position. I echo Susan's sentiments, which she has voiced extremely well.
Saturday, August 03, 2024
Triveni Haikai India, July 2024
My thanks to Daipayan Nair for selecting the following haiku for the Triveni Spotlight Feature on July 27, 2024:
earth day
the shimmering wave
of a bee colony
2nd Place, 2020 World Haiku Competition
Tuesday, November 28, 2023
Triveni Haikai India, November 2023
My thanks to Rashiana Singh for selecting the following haiku for the Triveni Spotlight Feature on November 23, 2023:
a new year
how long before I stop
missing you
#FemkuMag, Issue 9, 2019
Saturday, February 04, 2023
Triveni Haikai India: Tanka Take Home Featured Poet, January 2023
Wednesday Feature: Tanka Take Home
Hosts: Firdaus Parvez, Kala Ramesh, Priti Aisola & Suraja Menon Roychowdhury
The interview can be accessed via the "Articles/About" tab of this blog.
My closing comments after a month of mentoring:
Well, my dears, we have now come to the end of our four-week tanka journey. Thank you for your warm welcome and generous comments along the way. Your enthusiasm and openness to gentle suggestion has made this a most rewarding experience!
Thanks also Priti for the invitation, and to our Triveni hosts, Kala, Firdaus, and Suraja, for initiating this Wednesday Feature. It was a privilege and honour to participate.
I'm beyond grateful to my husband, Larry, for gifting me his evenings for the past month. Were it not for his assistance with reading and scrolling, I would not have been able to immerse myself in your lovely offerings.
I leave you with this tanka art as a token of my gratitude...
to all creatures
that make the forests
i give thanks
for acorns gathered,
then forgotten
(Note for the tanka art enthusiasts here: I chose to employ the associative technique for this artwork, rather than the illustrative or interpretive approach.)
I'm now riding off into the sunset, and I have passed the tanka baton the masterful poet, David Terelinck!
a thousand thanks, and many blessings,
Debbie
Selected comments from participants:
It's been a wonderful opportunity to read your verses, and your feedback on our verses, Debbie. Thank you so much! (Linda)
Thank you so much Debbie for enriching our lives with your generous feedback and thoughts. We thank you and your lovely husband for taking the time from your busy schedules. Really appreciate it. I like the acorn reference. I'm that acorn right now. So blessed to be in this forest. (Firdaus)
Thank you so very much dear Debbie for your precious time devoted to this project with such enthusiasm and eloquence and thorough command of the art of tanka. (Barbara)
What a wonderful month it has been. It's been such a pleasure reading your exquisite tanka and we have been blessed with your sensitive and detailed feedback to our work. I know that I have learned a lot this month. (Reid)
What a rich month it has been. We thank Larry for helping you each evening and most of all to you for the effort and time spent in our forum. Words are inadequate to express my gratitude. (Kala)
Thank you so much for this enriching month of poetry and interactions, Debbie. It's been a wonderful privilege. I extend my thanks to your husband too for his time and commitment. I am a very small acorn in this forest of giants...I look forward to reading your poetry in the future and hopefully having you visit here again. (Suraja)
Thank you, Debbie and Larry. It has been a rich learning experience this month. (Amrutha)
Debbie, your presence here each day for this entire month has meant so much to each of us. We looked forward to your responses and thoughtful feedback...your 'gentle' suggestions. It has been a wonderful and rich learning experience for each of us...Loved your tanka art. Your tanka has left a deep impress and I will treasure it. (Priti)
Oh, wow. Debbie's two shimmering tanka fell into my afternoon like manna from heaven, both enriching and uplifting. I'm simply gobsmacked by her work, especially that first one. (Billie)
January 4, 2023:
dried cattails
delicately spun with frost
confections
sweetening the bitterness
of winter without you
2nd Place, 2022 Fleeting Words Tanka Competition
awaiting
rain's unkept promise
crops wither
in the dust of dreams
passed down to me
1st Place, 2022 Drifting Sands Monuments No. 1 Contest
Challenge for this week: commentary by Priti
With its significant, opening word 'awaiting' in L 1, the second tanka creates anticipation in the reader; then it speaks of belied hopes through a strong image of withered crops as the rain fails to keep its promise. This is followed by a shift to a personal moment and experience from the speaker's own life. One is also struck by the skillful use of personification and metaphor in this well-crated tanka.
January 11, 2023:
a smudge
of blackbirds swirling
into evening . . .
how fluid the shape
of this sorrow
2nd Place, 2018 Fleeting Words Tanka Competition
as if I were
this ash-filled burl,
black veins
of decay winding through
my body like a river
Commended, 2020 The Burning Issue Tanka Contest
Challenge for this week: commentary by Priti
The first tanka opens with a striking image of 'a smudge/of blackbirds swirling/into evening . . .' The sight of the birds silently whirling into fading light makes the narrator articulate this perception: 'how fluid the shape/of this sorrow'. Each of us knows that profound sorrow has a way of coming back in waves to overwhelm certain moments of one's life.
In this lovely tanka each word is used with care and has its rightful place. Also, the repetition of the 's' sound makes it flow with mellifluous ease.
January 18, 2023:
mute swans
under a moon bridge
the things
I should have confessed
make no difference now
1st Place, 2016 Fleeting Words Tanka Contest
dried curls
of gray reindeer moss
crunch softly
underneath our boots . . .
no other sound, but breath
1st Place, 2016 San Francisco International Tanka Competition
Challenge for this week: commentary by Priti
When I read the first tanka several times and reflected on it, I wasn't aware that a 'mute swan' is so called because 'it is less vocal than the other swan species'. I was drawn to the striking image of the 'mute swans/under a moon bridge'. The narrator could've said 'silent swans'. However, 'mute' is more evocative and resonant. There is a deep pause after L2 and then the narrator plunges into the lower verse with her dramatic statement: 'the things/I should have confessed/make no difference now'. Dexterously, she juxtaposes the muteness of the swans with her muteness or silence about certain things. Then finally ends her confession about not having confessed certain things. There is a realistic recognition of this truth: how passage of time alters the significance and impact of a confession. Or, makes it unnecessary.
An image based on direct observation and the precise simplicity of the words to speak of a certain emotion make this tanka a memorable one.
January 25, 2023:
tracks of birds
meander through snow . . .
the surgeon
marks her left breast
with a cross
1st Place, 2016 British Haiku Society Awards
the ocean
was in a rage last night
but today,
these peace offerings
of blue mussels and kelp
1st Place, 2018 Sanford Goldstein International Tanka Contest
Challenge for this week: commentary by Priti
The second tanka, which lends itself beautifully to recitation, starts with moments of turbulence and ends on a note of serenity. With each quiet reading, it offers a deeper and richer experience, not just of the natural world, but of the world of people too: their tendency to disrupt relationships and then re-forge them. Sadly, not all 'rages' transition to 'peace offerings'.
Friday, July 22, 2022
Triveni Haikai India, June 2022
My thanks to Geethanjali Rajan for selecting the following haiku for the Triveni Spotlight Feature on June 1, 2022:
the yink and yank
of white-breasted nuthatches
we no longer speak
Modern Haiku, Volume 46, Issue 1, Winter-Spring 2015
Sunday, March 20, 2022
Triveni Haikai India, February 2022
My thanks to Pamela Babusci for selecting the following tanka for the Triveni Spotlight Feature on February 13, 2022:
a halo around
the long night moon . . .
I find
another strand
of mother's light
Tenth Annual Moonbathing Contest Winner
Moonbathing 19, 2018
Sunday, January 09, 2022
Triveni Haikai India, December 2021 and May 2022
My thanks to Jenny Ward Angyal for selecting the following tanka for her "Earthsongs" Triveni Spotlight Features on December 29, 2021 and May 7, 2022:
bind my body
with spanworm silk
lay me down
in a shaded garden
until I turn to earth
Atlas Poetica Special Feature, August 2019
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