Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Yesha Shah and Kashinath Karmakar: Wednesday Haiku, #194

Photo by Basoo


old banyan--
childhood still clings to
the tire swings
Yesha Shah



Photo by Kenneth Cole Schneider



 

morning glory-
for a moment I am
the butterfly

Kashinath Karmakar

 


Photo by June Marie



swinging on the swing
clutching
cherry blossoms
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue




best,
Don

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8 comments:

womanimal said...

ah, the morning glory poem describes the feeling perfectly.

Bart said...

Enjoyed these.

Alan Summers said...

Gosh, I do like to be spoilt and it isn't often that two featured poets can keep up with Issa. :-)

old banyan--
childhood still clings to
the tire swings

Yesha Shah

Just the first line conjures both concrete richness, as well as cultural and spiritual rewards.

The phrasing of the last two lines is immaculate. I'm not bothered by the hanging preposition, whether I should be or not.

That phrase, expertly companioned by the first line sets up an incredible resonance with me as a reader.

The poem is multi-sensory.

Fine work!


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morning glory-
for a moment I am
the butterfly

Kashinath Karmakar

Deceptively simple and simplistic, but layered with the welcoming of a reader into its world.

The line breaks for the phrase of the last two lines is keenly achieved, and for a moment, I am, and so is the butterfly.

Incredibly strong work by both poets!

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And many thanks to Issa and his companion David Lanoue, who always gives us such delicious gifts of translation.

warmest regards,

Alan
Area 17 blog weblink: Alan's haiku blog

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Cheers, né ...

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Thanks, Bart ... nice work when you can get it!

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Alan ... you break down near perfection perfectly ... thanks so much, Don

kash poet said...

Thank you so much Don!Lovely pictures accompanying all the haiku.Thanks to Alan and Womanimal for inspiring words!

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Thank you, Kash, for the wonderful poem - Don