Hello everyone, i am back with a couple of my tanka published in haikuKATHAย Issue 34 2024.
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For anyone interested, Chapter 13 of Some Sugar & Spice is up.
Haiku is just three lines and yet i find it the most difficult form to attempt. And probably that’s why i have so few haiku published. Sharing one today, which is actually not a haiku (i did tell you i am still struggling with it) but a senryu, which in contrast to haiku deals with human elements rather than nature.
Thanks for visiting. Also wanted to let you know that Chapter 4 of Some Sugar & Spice is up.
Have a great week.
Shubho Noboborsho!
Wishing you all a very happy Bengali New Year! And my warm, albeit belated, greetings to all for Baisakhi, Vishu, Ugadi, Puthandu, Maha Vishubha Sankranti, Bohag Bihu and (my apologies for the) many more that I am sure to have missed. This New Year, may all our lives be filled with peace and joy.
Posting one of my published tanka for your kind perusal.
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And for those reading Some Sugar & Spice the second chapter is up. See you there!
PS: How does this image look? First time trying my hand on Canva. Do share your thoughts and tips. Thank you.
Hello everyone. Hope everyone is having a good day. Today is special for me as it is my Father’s birthday. I am celebrating by posting my first published haibun and the new story.
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Ah and the promised story…
From today I begin to post the story Some Sugar & Spice. It is the story of various women and one man stuck in the middle of it all, though not in the way you are imagining! ๐
And don’t worry, this is a limited series and is likely to be about 38 chapters long. If you are ready for another ride, do hop on! See you there ๐
PS: Readers of Silver Streaks may like to visit their page which has now been renamed: 3S: A 2025 Update
Hello! Hope you are having a great Sunday. Today i share my first published haiku.
Do share your comments and thoughts.
Have good day.
Hello everyone! Today i present two unpublished tanka for your comments and suggestions
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Have a great day.
Hello and welcome to my second post of the day. A rarity I assure you but the thing is I thought I had posted my entry for Collen’s #TankaTuesday challenge but apparently I had just thought about it. But thankfully, the unexpected rains washed away the pollution daze and I am double posting before it is too late. The rules are to to write in any of the 24 syllabic forms of Japanese poetry using a kigo or season word as an inspiration. While there are 24 seasons in Japan, we are allowed to use season words as per our region.
Hereโs my tanka for the challenge:
jobless
browsing the internet for
Diwali deals
buying clothes for
the summer
As you may have guessed, the Indian or dare I say the global festival of lights, Diwali is the kigo word here. Wishing everyone a very Happy and Prosperous Diwali. May all the darkness be banished, evil vanquished and peace reign supreme.
It’s time for Colleens #TankaTuesday the weekly challenge (October 22 โ November 6). The rules are to to write in any of the 24 syllabic forms of Japanese poetry using a kigo or season word as an inspiration. While there are 24 seasons in Japan, we are allowed to use season words as per our region.
Here’s my tanka for the challenge:
hazy morning
jogging before
Diwali
deciding to wear
a sari
Although Diwali could be the kigo word but since this year it is on 12th of November I thought perhaps it may be too early to use it. Yet it may be noted, everything is geared around Diwali now, particularly shopping. But anyway I have used ‘hazy morning’ as the kigo word as this time of the year is notorious for pollution haze, particularly in Delhi region due to a variety of factors which apparently are beyond correction. I am presuming that most, if not all, will be familiar with Diwali the festival of lights when Lord Rama returned home after spending 14 years in the wilderness and defeating the evil King Ravan. A sari is the traditional unstitched garment that is 6 yards (5.5 meters) long. I am hoping the advantages of opting for such an apparel would be self-evident ๐
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Posting this for Bushboy’s photo challenge. Post the last photo on your SD card or last photo on your phone for the 30th October or whenever your last photo was taken. No explanations are needed just the photo will do. Despite good intentions I couldnt resist jabbering and attempted a haiku as well. Something to kickstart November. This is also for Cee’s FOTD challenge.
bee sips
from the orange hibiscus
does it sting?
If you are here, do say a word or two – just a hello will do ๐
PS: For those who may have visited my earlier post – CMMC: Photos with a P please note that this is a different hibiscus ๐ She is blooming gorgeous blooms. Touch wood!!!!
Happy November!
Hello hope this week has been treating you well. It’s time for Eugi’s Moonwashed Weekly Prompt challenge. The prompt is Either Or. It can be any variation of the prompt or the image (below).
Once Upon a Time
A world of trees
Green, brown and orange
Reaching up to wave at blue
Skies smudged with white
Tall grasses twinkle
With drops of dew
Shielding centipedes, mites,
Leeches, frogs to name a few
Already dark and time for
The football match
Up on the roof
The rats and squirrels
Having a field day
While in the kitchen
Mom plays hockey
with a rat or is it a shrew?
Dad practiced duelling
snakes while Mom had
her dessert under the
Watchful eye of a King cobra
Bees and wasps swirled
bestowing the gift of a plump arm
or a misshapen face just like
rashes from insects and cacti
Exams denounced
Packed off to picnics
Streams swirled around our legs
All through the night
Those dratted parrots pecked at
mangoes and summer vacations
with afternoon shifts
to shoo parrots
Swinging high and higher
Climbing guava trees taking home
Red bites that turned yellow and black
Bleeding gashes wrapped in
Crushed marigold leaves
For a stye in the eye
Seven strokes of mango leaf stem
Did the trick
The nearest town of one shop
A couple of miles away
Never did we ever cross a street
Nor venture to shop or crave to eat
No TV, no phone no internet
All I missed were books
Other than those I had
Read a gazillion times
Would I go back?
Why when the path is ahead
Cocooned in the warm clasp of
Unfearful memories
Bouncing through
Lifeโs myriad adventures
Much like the fools that rush in
But that is another storyโฆ
The photo reminded me of my childhood home (except it wasnt that orange!) and couldn’t help penning a few lines – not quite sure if you can call it a poem. But if you managed to come this far thank you for sticking it out till the end of what is quite a faithful account of my idyllic childhood.
PS: I was unable to format the poem into paragraphs and hence I took the help of colors. Apologies if it is looking weird.
PPS: It was looking even more weird with the alternating colors so used this format (Pullquote). At least the paragraphs are clearly demarcated. Do let me know if you have any suggestions for formats to use. Thank you.
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