
May 4, 2012
Deserted cottage
Pine needles in the pan
for lunch
--Zoran Doderovic (Serbia)
Taking a break while mountain hiking, the haikuist thinks about what he might eat. The noise of Hidehito Yasui’s pleasure craft scares fish in the Seto Inland Sea. Out for a walk in Waterloo, Ontario, Barry Weiler is lured by the beauty of the moon. His cabin in Niigata having been closed all winter long, Yutaka Kitajima opens its windows with a flourish.
Poor catch
too many cooking utensils
pleasure-boat cabin
Moonlight
drops its yellow nets:
the want of fish to be caught
Spring sunlight
flooding the cottage
clapboards removed
Ramesh Anand savors a hot meal in rural India. Even at night, Vo Tuan Hoang Vy cannot escape the heat and humidity of his home in Vietnam.
From a distance
the smell of boiling rice
thatched hut
Hot night
even moonlight
cottage burning
Valeria Barouch spends the night in a Swiss cabin. An unexpected visitor greets Vania Stefanova in Bulgaria. Michael Corr didn’t look back. Fusayo Kawano ponders the riddle: If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
Through black ink branches
the narrow trail disappears
the cabin smoke
This small turtle
upon debris from the hut
still morning
Trust again
leaving beach cabin
unlocked
Hut in a field
door slamming in wind
but who cares?
Romano Zeraschi reads alone in Italy. Ecaterina Neagoe sits with a friend in Romania.
Spring wind
browsing a forgotten book . . .
alone on a bench
Only two of us--
the wind undulating
cherry blossoms
Rahadian Tanjung draws a line in the sand at an Indonesian beach. Zeraschi piles his words one atop the other. Pravat Kumar Padhy floats cherry petals down a stream in India. Shizuka Suzuki veers around a curve in Tokyo. In Kyoto, Murasaki Sagano is drawn toward her mother.
Drawing a line
on the sandy shore
burning sun
My
hut . . .
a
candle in the dark
cricket
song
Spring rain--
cherry blossoms on
meandering flow
On the curve
kerrias bloom
here and there
Gravitate
towards mother’s soul
May birthday
Teichi Suzuki finds a pressed blossom between the leaves of a book. Yuji Hayashi would love to lie down in a bed of pink cherry petals. Stella Pierides chides a poet for concentrating on form more than feeling. His colleague deprecates herself but praises Satoru Kanematsu.
Cherry petals
folded in the story of
an old book
A poet’s dream:
to lie under cherry trees
in full bloom
Instead of
cherry-blossom-viewing
she counts syllables
Black pansies
the old haikuist calls
herself witch
The next issue of the Asahi Haikuist Network appears May 18. Readers are invited to send haiku about camping on a postcard to David McMurray at the International University of Kagoshima, Sakanoue 8-34-1, Kagoshima, 891-0197, Japan, or by e-mail to (mcmurray@fka.att.ne.jp).