Minnewaska March (an #Encore #Haibun) – Frank J. Tassone

Frank shares an amazing example of a Haibun written as a memoir of his experience at Gertrude’s Nose, on the Minnewaska Preserve. This just goes to show you the versatility of this form.

Here are a few tips (a sneak peek) of what you will find in my new book, Word Craft – Prose & Poetry:

  • Begin the haibun with a title. The title should hint at something barely noticeable in the beginning which comes together by the ending.
  • Your haibun prose can be written in present or past tense including, first person (I), third person (he/she), or first-person plural (we).
  • Subject matter: autobiographical prose, travel journal, a slice of life, memory, dream, character sketch, place, event, or object. Focus on one or two elements.
  • Keep your prose simple, all excessive words should be pared down or deleted. Nothing should be overstated.
  • The length can be brief with one or two sentences with a haiku, or longer prose with a haiku sandwiched between, to longer memoir works including many haiku.
  • There are different Haibun styles: Idyll: (One prose paragraph and one haiku) haiku/prose, or prose/haiku; Verse Envelope: haiku/prose/haiku; Prose Envelope: prose/haiku/prose, including alternating prose and verse elements of your choice.

Don’t forget to read Frank’s Haibun. The link is below!

Source: Minnewaska March (an #Encore #Haibun) – Frank J. Tassone

Syllabic Poetry Donations

Attention Poetry Challenge Participants:

I’ve been working on a “How To” book, called Word Craft ~ The Art of Creating Syllabic Poetry with a goal to self-publish by April 2020. This will be a chapbook and great reference for all syllabic poets.

It’s occurred to me that I would like to include more syllabic poetry examples in the book. I’m looking for donations which I will feature with a citation in the Bibliography, including your name and the year written. You would still retain the rights to your work to publish elsewhere.

I’m looking for Haiku in English (5/7/5, 3/5/3, 2/3/2), Senryu in English (5/7/5, 3/5/3, 2/3/2), Haiga in English (5/7/5, 3/5/3, 2/3/2), Tanka in English, Gogyoka in English, Haibun in English, Cinquain (including Reverse, Mirror, Butterfly, Crown, and Garland), Etheree, Nonet, and Shadorma poetry. NO other poetry forms will be considered.

Additionally, if you donate a poem (or more) I will gift you a MOBI copy of the ebook which you can upload to your Kindle when the book is published.

I reserve the right to not accept your submission if it’s not what I’m looking for. Please email your syllabic poetry submissions to tankatuesdaypoetry@gmail.com no later than February 29, 2020.

I will reply to your email if your poem is accepted. That email, will give me permission to publish and recognize your poem in my book. I feel like this is a great opportunity to get your poetry published in a way that will help others learn to write syllabic poetry.

Thanks for considering this opportunity! I appreciate you all.

Colleen’s 2019 #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge Recap No. 135, #SynonymsOnly

Welcome to the Tanka Tuesday Poetry Recap featuring the work of poets from around the globe. If you would like to participate in this challenge, you can learn the rules in the menu item called Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Guidelines.

POETRY NEWS: Poetry Contests & Journal Submissions

Currently, UHTS is accepting poetry for the Autumn Issue of the Cattails Journal. Submissions for Autumn/ October issue open 1st July (midnight) GMT and close 15th August (midnight) GMT. 
Read the submission requirements: HERE. You can view the journal HERE. READ the UHTS poetry definitions that are acceptable for submission HERE.

UHTS also is sponsoring the “Fleeting Words” Tanka Competition. Submission Period and Deadline: May 1-August 15 of each year. There is a 10 poem limit on the number of submissions. If more than 10 poems are submitted, only the first 10 poems will be entered. Entries must be the original work of the author, be previously unpublished and not under consideration elsewhere for the entire time period it takes to complete the judging. Click HERE for submission requirements and read carefully to find the current competition.

We had great success using the new email submission for your poetry. (tankatuesdaypoetry@gmail.com). Remember, please send me your name, title of your poem, #type of poem, and the link to your blog post where the poem was published.

Please don’t just email me your link. When you do that, I have to go to your blog, copy your poem, cut and paste that with no formatting into a Word document and then, cut and paste the poem into my new post. The WordPress platform has changed. It’s becoming more and more difficult for me to copy posts from those of you who use the OLD editor. This recap takes me about 3 hours to compile into a post. I need your help in order for me to continue publishing a RECAP featuring your poem with a link back to your blog. Thanks. ❤

The Poet of the Week will be published in the 2019 Poet of the Week Anthology, which everyone will be able to grab as a FREE PDF in January 2020.

Each week, I like to highlight a poet who I call the Poet of the Week, who has shared an exceptional message, or shown impassioned creativity through words or form. Poetry is all about perception, so don’t be shocked if you don’t feel the same way about a poem that I do.

As an added accolade, I will also reblog your post on my blog to give the Poet of the Week maximum exposure. ❤

This week, I’ve chosen Annette Rochelle Aben, as the Poet of the Week. Her poem, an Etheree called, “Is it Really Love?” really did justice to the prompt words by invoking emotions. When you read Annette’s words, you feel her pain. That empathy connects her to her readers. Find her poem below.

This weeks honorable mention goes to Kerfe Roig and her Haiga, “Derby King.” The drawing is done by Kerfe, and in true Haiga fashion compliments the poem while the Senryu portion stands alone.

Why did I call her a poem a Senryu? If your poem has irony present (usually in the third line) it’s usually a Senryu.

Irony is a figure of speech in which words are used in such a way that their intended meaning is different from the actual meaning of the words. It may also be a situation that ends up in quite a different way than what is generally anticipated. In simple words, it is a difference between appearance and reality.

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HERE’S WHO JOINED US LAST WEEK FOR THE POETRY CHALLENGE USING SYNONYMS FOR


“Ocean,” #Haiku, by Donna Matthews

charming melody
toes curling in the hot sand
wretched thoughts washed off

***

“The Girl,” #Haiku Stanzas ending with a #Tanka, by Violet Lentz

The girl’s a live wire
from woven hair to mani’d
tips- she’s electric.

The girl’s on fire
magazine covers smokin’
Youtube links burn bright

The girl’s hot copy
glam pix or sordid romance
media laps it up

The girl is burnin’
flaming tongues set her ablaze
‘spec’ fuels the fire

The girl’s a train wreck.
Her every move on trial.
Bruised and battered, once
shooting star- snuffed out. John Q
Public? Drunk on her demise.

***

“Personal Preference,” #Tanka, by Miriam Hurdle

Pleasing view to me

Unsightly scene to others

Taste buds are distinct

No worries of sweet or sour

In time, you’ll find lovers

***

“Golden Willow Tree,” Double #Tanka, by Marjorie (MJ) Mallon

So charming you are

Sweet golden willow bending

Longing for water

Not I, deep depths frighten me

I long to touch you… alas…

***

Pleasing temptation

Your branches beckon nearer

No danger greater

I dangle closer

To make an uncomely splash

***

“Fairy Tales,” #Etheree, by Sally Cronin

Fair
maidens
grace the plot
of old fables
and of fairy tales,
gaining princes and crowns.
How unfair of the writers,
to deny those more unsightly,
all the riches within the pages
and the right to happy ever after.

***

“An Unlikely Pair,” #Shadorma, by Sa Huynh

Unsightly
Green box powers home
Next to it
Lavender
Flower accompanies box
Charming passersby 

***

“Pretty Ugly,” #Tanka, by Ritu Bhathal

A beautiful face

Can mask a grotesque nature

Be wary of looks

You think you’re seeing one thing

Truth is something different

***

“loss seems forever,” #Tanka, by Ken Gierke

loss seems forever

in darkness beyond desire

new needs awaken

one heart touches another

the beauty of new love born

***

“The Owl,” #Crapsey #Cinquain Sequence, by Merril D. Smith

She glides,

elegant, her

wings whisper feathered hopes,

listen. . . she hoots a warning call,

beware

fierce claws

grasping rabbit–

stunning, horrid nature!

Predator and prey in moonlit

death dance.

***

“Anita’s Etheree,” #Etheree, by Anita Dawes

“What

Have you

Carried in,

It’s hideous.”

I like my green bowl

To me it’s beautiful

It had to have pride of place

Placing a faux candle inside

My family teased, saying “it won’t help.”

My bowl became a precious glowing shell…

***

“A Child’s Dream, #Senryu, by Dorinda Duclos

Hideous faces

In the darkness of the night 

Taint angelic dreams

***

“Deception,” Double #Tanka, by D.G. Kaye (aka Debby Gies)

Disguised as promise

A chaotic clusterfuck

Beautifully concealed

Reality distorted

Hostility reigns rampant.

***

Suppressing the truth

Predator assumes applause

Undigested lies

Pandora’s present unleashed

Smorgasbord of hate revealed

***

“A Deceptive One,” #Senryu, by The Dark Netizen

She Is Deceptive.
Behind Her Beautiful Face,
Hides A Grisly Soul…

***

“Derby King,” #Haiga, by Kerfe Roig

“Derby King,” #Haiga, by Kerfe Roig

***

“Skin Deep,” #Etheree, by Willow Willers

Such

Beauty

So comely

As too beguile

The eye and  the heart

Of every man she meets

Truth will out there is no doubt

Her loveliness is but skin deep

The evil inside would  make  you weep

Her goodliness  was  no more  than skin deep

***

Annette Rochelle Aben, Poet of the Week 7/9 – 7/14, 2019

“Is it Really Love?” #Etheree, by Annette Rochelle Aben

Her

Mother

Always said

Fancy dresses

And the handsome guys

Were for the other girls

You know, the ATTRACTIVE ones

Not the HIDEOUSLY fat ones

These words just drove them further apart

After all, food didn’t care about looks

***

“Lost Gardens,” #Tanka, by Bobby Fairfield

Elizabethan

gardens, both medicinal

and quite appealing

some though find, regular lines

can prove an unsightly bore.

***

“Burning in Plain Sight,” #Haiku, by Tina Stewart Brakebill 

as we spin a tale   

the beauty of youth turns foul

burning in plain sight

***

“Movement,” #Butterfly #Cinquain, by Jane Dougherty

Graceful

the trees’ wind dance

swallows’ wild dart and swoop

even the lane’s pale sinuous

winding

as it meanders in dappled

shade away from the town’s

unsightly squat

grey sprawl.

***

“Inflame,” #Butterfly #Cinquain, by Linda Lee Lyberg

His eyes 
are beautiful 
and ominous, a man 
Having seduced a tender heart 
gets burned 
When he breaks her lovely spirit 
Hot pain inflames, and feeds 
the fury in 
her eyes.

***

“Cycle,” #Haiku, by H. R. R. Gorman

Foul, astringent stench
Of grass processed into dung –
Price of lovely blooms.

***

“Pride & Envy,” Double #Tanka, by Vashti Quiroz-Vega

As a butterfly

you wore your wings high with pride

looking down on worms

forgetting what you once were

a crawling caterpillar

***

No plain butterflies

just lovely flowers in flight

while the moth looks on

Counting the days to their end

Death comes in a week or two

***

“Fake News,” #Tanka, by Colleen Chesebro

Fair-weather thoughts drift
ebbing and flowing like dreams
blinded to the truth
sailing through a narrow mind
grim dogma – a foul weapon

***

Are you looking for more writing/poetry/photography challenges?

H.R.R. Gorman has created a comprehensive list on his blog. Click HERE to learn more. ❤

For tomorrow’s challenge, I’ve got a surprise for you! Check out the new monthly schedule below:

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How to Write a Haibun In English

As many of you already know, I love structured poetry. This includes the Haiku, the Tanka, and the Haibun. I like to think of myself as a student of these poetic forms. Learning to write them correctly is an art form in itself. I think that’s what appeals to me the most, the arrangement of the syllables. Writing a Haibun is a challenge, but with practice, you will soon have no trouble.

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For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, we will use the rules below to write our Haibun poems. NatureWriting.com shares how to write a Haibun poem. Please follow the rules carefully.

Writing Haibun

“The rules for constructing a Haibun are simple.

  • Every haibun must begin with a title.
  • Haibun prose is composed of terse, descriptive paragraphs, written in the first person singular.
  • The text unfolds in the present moment, as though the experience is occurring now rather than yesterday or some time ago. In keeping with the simplicity of the accompanying haiku or tanka poem, all excessive words should be pared down or deleted. Nothing must ever be overstated.
  • The poetry never attempts to repeat, quote or explain the prose.
  • Instead, the poetry reflects some aspect of the prose by introducing a different step in the narrative through a microburst of detail.
  • Thus, the poetry is a sort of juxtaposition – seemingly different yet somehow connected.

It is the discovery of this link between the prose and the poetry that offers one of the great delights of the haibun form. The subtle twist provided by an elegantly envisaged link, adds much pleasure to our reading and listening.

Some Common Forms of Modern Haibun

  1. The basic unit of composition– one paragraph and one poem

Idyll
We guide our canoe along the shores of beautiful Lake Esquagama. It is nine o’clock at night on this evening of the summer solstice. As the sun begins to dim the lake becomes still as glass. Along the shore, forests of birch are reflected in its mirrored surface, their ghostly white trunks disappearing into a green canopy. The only sound is a splash when our bow slices the water. We stop to rest the paddles across our knees, enjoying the peace. Small droplets from our wet blades create ever-widening circular pools. Moving on, closer to the fading shore, we savour these moments.

quiet
as a feather
on the breeze
the distant call
of a loon

  1. The prose envelope – prose, then poem, then prose

Echoes of Autumn
I walk quietly in the late afternoon chill, birdsong silent, foliage deepened into shade, a rim of orange over darkening hills.

through soft mist
the repeated call
of one crow

Reaching the gate then crossing the threshold I breathe the scent of slow-cooking, the last embers of a fire, red wine poured into gleaming crystal, the table – set for two …

  1. Poem then prose

(Rather than begin with a single tanka, I wrote a tanka set or sequence, followed by the prose. In contemporary haibun writing, the poems are occasionally presented in couplets or in longer groups).

The Road to Longreach
the coastal fringe
of green and blue
disappears
behind the gateway
to the outback

wheat, sorghum
and cotton stubble
glistens
in the autumn sun
as hawks patrol above

sunflowers
faces to the sky
the last blaze of colour
in the dryland’s
barren outlook

brown soil
of the rural strip
surrenders to
brick red, burnt ochre
of the open range

beyond
and further out –
in orange dust
a single cornstalk
displays its tassel

Days pass as we move through the desolate landscape, carved into two parts by the road we travel on, a continual ribbon drawing us straight ahead into its vanishing point, where only spinifex grass and saltbush lies between us and our destination.

  1. The verse envelope — poem, prose, then poem

Winter Magic
silver light
thick hoar-frost
covers the window

Ice shapes resembling small fir trees stretch across the glass, while delicate snow flowers sparkle around them. Lost in its beauty, I move through this crystal garden as my warm fingers trace up and down, leaving a smudged pathway.
Mother’s voice interrupts, “Susan, come away from that cold window and get dressed or the school bus will leave without you!”

burning hoop pine
scent of a warm kitchen
oatmeal with brown sugar

  1. Alternating prose and verse elements

The Sentinel
I climb round and round close to the outside wall, to avoid the railing where the stair treads narrow about their central post. A semi-circular platform rests high above. Its glass windows provide a sweeping view. Counting the last few steps, I finally reach the top of the Moreton Bay Lighthouse, where I gaze in awe at the ocean below.

the rising sun
an endless pathway
of molten gold

Outside the lighthouse, lamp is rotating. I disengage it as there is no need for its warning light. Now the bold red and white stripes of the lighthouse itself will become the beacon. I study the turbulence of the deep waters churning the rocky shore below. The subtle changes in the wind, waves, and tides are entered in my log book – these brief markers of the ever-transforming seascape that surrounds me.

ebb tide
a foot print shelters
one tiny crab”

Image credit: Writing Haibun – A Guide: Haikudeck.com

Haiku.org offers a PDF that is most helpful in the writing of your Haibun. Download that HERE.

This is an example of a Haibun poem that I have written for my poetry challenge. I am not an authority. I am a student of poetry just like many of you. The best way to learn this form is to research it and write it.

Hope – A Haibun

Image credit: Pinsdaddy.com

I stared into the murky depths of the Harlem River. The breeze blew briskly, and I sniffed the salt in the air. The tide was out, and my reflection wavered on the shallow surface of the harbor emulating my thoughts. Had I made the right decision to leave my home and journey to New York? My only companion, a long-legged loon, stalked his way through the shells and rocks as he poked his beak into the sand. In one swift movement, he had retrieved his lunch, a mussel dangling from his beak. The bird met my staring eyes. The answers to my question were crystal clear. Seek, and ye shall find.

Change is in the air –
fleeing to find our fortunes
our folk stays behind.
Hope is the harbor that binds
and mirrors our Renaissance.

© 2017 Colleen M. Chesebro

Image credit: PCmode.org 1920’s Harlem women

Image credit: Khanacademy.org (The 19th Amendment) 1920’s Musicians

I wrote the above Haibun poem about the Harlem Renaissance. From my prose, you can tell what is happening in that moment because it is written in the first person singular. The Tanka poem that follows is connected but not directly related to the exact experience in the prose. So you see, the poetry is a sort of juxtaposition – seemingly different yet somehow connected.

It is important to follow the rules when writing this poetry form. It isn’t a true Haibun if you don’t follow the directions as closely as possible.

Now lets have fun! Get busy and write some Haibun poetry! ❤