A TUESDAY FEATURE
hosts: Muskaan Ahuja, K.Ramesh
guest editor: Muskaan Ahuja
Only the unpublished poems (that are never published on any social media platform/journals/anthologies) posted here for each prompt will be considered for Triveni Haikai India's monthly journal -- haikuKATHA, each month.
Poets are requested to post poems (haiku/senryu) that adhere to the prompts/exercises given.
Only 1 poem to be posted in 24 hours. Total 2 poems per poet are allowed each week (numbered 1,2). So, revise your poems till 'words obey your call'.
If a poet wants feedback, then the poet must mention 'feedback welcome' below each poem that is being posted.
Responses are usually a mixture of grain and chaff. The poet has to be discerning about what to take for the final version of the poem or the unedited version will be picked up for the journal.
The final version should be on top of the original version for selection.
Poetry is a serious business. Give you best attempt to feature in haikuKATHA !!
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Remember those days? When we were not trapped in technology?
The days of nostalgia and longing; being together, playing with friends and still having enough time... Aaaah! That felt so wonderful!
Travelling a few years back.... the era of letters, the era of wait, the era of personal touch, the era of landline calls from PCOs... I know you are reliving your glorious past with a soft smile right now... each memory so vivid!
I hear you...
You're right. Sadly, we cannot bring back those beautiful years in this age of Whatsapp forwards, but we can certainly bring them back in our writing, in our poems for others to cherish or perhaps say 'Hey! I did that too!'
This week, let your poems be honest and full of experiences worthy of being told.
Think about your pre-Internet days, the 80s or the 90s, and weave a simple and sweet story.
Before I leave, here's a quote for you:
"I wanted to see you again, to say goodbye the way I wanted. Then I realised if I got my way, I'd never say goodbye."
#2 11-13-24
hot summer day
the itch of mosquito bites
our only care
Jennifer Gurney, US
#2 - 14/11/24
recess . . .
classmates search
for snails
Kanjini Devi, NZ
feedback welcome
#1, 13/11
the clattering of attic up down up down up childhood memories
Lakshmi Iyer, India
Feedback welcome
#2
the bike ride home
far from the cowbell's clang
winding watches
Alfred Booth
Lyon, France
(feedback welcome)
Post #1
13.11.24
the white noise
of dad’s typewriter …
sweet slumber
or
sweet slumber the white noise of dad’s typewriter
Mona Bedi
India
Feedback appreciated:)