HAIKU DIALOGUE – Opposites Attract – here/there
Opposites Attract
Hello – kj here – I will be taking the reins again for the next few weeks, with the theme ‘opposites attract’. The prompt each week will be a pair of opposites – feel free to be inspired by one or the other, or both! I hope this draws you towards excellent haiku – the way the compass, even in these uncertain times, will always settle on ‘North’…
quarantine
compass needle
spinning
kjmunro
next week’s theme: OPPOSITES ATTRACT – junior/senior
The deadline is midnight Pacific Daylight Savings Time, Saturday September 26, 2020.
Please submit one or two original unpublished haiku inspired by the week’s theme by clicking here: Contact Form. Please put Haiku Dialogue in the Subject box, & include your name as you would like it to appear, & your place of residence, with your poem. I look forward to reading your submissions.
A few haiku will be selected for commentary each week.
Please note that by submitting, you agree that your work may appear in the column – neither acknowledgment nor acceptance emails will be sent. All communication about the poems that are posted in the column will be added as blog comments.
Below is the commentary for here/there:
In past editing sessions, I did not select the same poets two weeks in a row, but this time around I am not limiting my choices this way. Inevitably, some of the same names are going to reappear here, simply because of personal preference, the same way that often a contest judge will blindly longlist more than one piece by the same author… also, there were a number of what I consider to be experimental poems this week… are they haiku?
swallows
almost ready
for the journeyDeborah Karl-Brandt
Birds? Or perhaps a person is being described here – it is an economical skill in short-form poetry to use words that can work both as nouns & verbs…
tokyo station platform
the long distance train
capped with snowKeiko Izawa
The difference between ‘here’ & ‘there’ is effortlessly conveyed in this poem through concise word choices & clear details of description…
target practice –
hit and miss snow showers
graze the hilltopsMichele L. Harvey
Here is an example that illustrates juxtaposition – not every haiku needs to follow this structure, but this is a way to ensure a gap that leaves something for the reader to figure out…
granddaughter’s birthday…
the candles and cake
are virtualR.Suresh Babu
India
A simple, clear snapshot of a celebration, with a twist on line three – the poet does not tell us how to feel, but feel we do…
classroom window
the teacher awakens
my sensesRobert Kingston
In times past this awakening might include corporal punishment of some kind – the rap of a wooden ruler on the hands, perhaps…
our eyes meet
across the room
different time zonesRonald K. Craig
Batavia, OH USA
The zoom room, of course…
Alzheimer’s
she is my mother
on and offVandana Parashar
Another poem that evokes emotion so well without stating it, & encapsulates this cruel situation, where a loved one truly can be here & then somewhere else…
& here are the rest of my selections:
(t)here
Aaron Barry
Port Moody, Canada
life on Mars I change channels
Adrian Bouter
from here
to anywhere
fairy talesAgus Maulana Sunjaya
Tangerang, Indonesia
sound of distant bells
through the early morning mist
daffodils’ trumpetsAlbert Schepers
Canada
a missile –
my house is here
there and everywhereAljoša Vuković
Šibenik, Croatia
so far away
the sky without color –
so closecosì lontano
il cielo senza colore –
così vicinoAngiola Inglese
strolling by the sea
moon follows
on gentle wavesAnjali Warhadpande
monsoon clouds
mother brings in petrichor
with the laundryArvinder Kaur
Chandigarh, India
oceans away
my sister and I swap
covid storiesBona M. Santos
Los Angeles, CA
a ride ticket
in my pocket
migratory birdsBrăilean Mirela
lovers pledge
beneath a harvest moon
the tide turnsBryan Cook
now you see it
now you don’t
dragonflyBryan Rickert
will-o’-wisps
somewhere ventured
somewhat lostC.R. Harper
bedroom window
I look back at myself
viewing the moonCarol Jones
the memory in her pillow case scent of summer
Carole Harrison
Jamberoo, NSW, Australia
first songbird
the spaces along the road
between here and therecezar-florin ciobîcă
perched bird…
the touch of her hand
on mineCherry A
Assam, India
protected by a patch
of poison ivy
wild roseClaudia Coutu Radmore
Carleton Place, Ontario
takeoffs and landings –
two different
emotionsDan Campbell
ancient ruins –
to be here and there
step by steprovine antiche –
essere qui e là
passo dopo passoDaniela Misso
another day
and here I am
trail in the morning dewDavid Gale
Gloucester, UK
galaxy t-shirt
dandruff hides
among the starsDavid Oates
a wish –
his eyes blink
to a fallen starDevoshruti Mandal
the priest’s cassock
fluttering by the door
white butterflyDiana Webb
this pandemic
home alone here
with my memoriesDianne Moritz
Southampton, NY
Social Distancing
six feet…
apartDidimay D. Dimacali
Norwalk, CA
her grave’s daisies –
the daughters
let them growDorothy Burrows
U.K.
ducks traveling –
the first maple leaf
on my handElisa Allo
fjaka
my remote on the other side
of the sofa(fjaka is Dalmatian local word for physiological phenomenon similar to lethargy, only worse)
Franjo Ordanić
Croatia
wildfire smoke
fading in and out
field workersGary Evans
a loud call
from the magpie
a distant replyGiddy Nielsen-Sweep
new love
in my home – the children
do not comeGordana Vlašić
Phone message.
Miles away
A smile breaks.Goutam Dutta
Kolkata, India
Yin
yang
circlingGraham Swanson
crescent of Ramadan…
the little girl cleans
her old lantern(Ramadan is the fasting month for Muslims.)
Hassane Zemmouri
Algeria
mum and i
in love with the moon
from our landingHelen Buckingham
Somerset, UK
mindfulness
trying to be here
not there or there…Helen Ogden
there
pathless bedrock
here
the pendant bridgeHelga Stania
magpies cawing
on both sides of the border
presidential debatesHifsa Ashraf
Pakistan
St. Paul’s cathedral
bouncing off far walls
centuries of whispers(With probably the most famous whispering gallery, St. Paul’s (London) was built in 1710.)
Ingrid Baluchi
Macedonia
two hundred days
to get to mars
she ties her shoesisabella mori
Richmond BC, unceded ancestral Musqueam Territory
migration
the seagulls visit
before you doJackie Chou
Pico Rivera, CA USA
broad wings
a mouse’s journey
on highJanice Munro
Canada
summer break…
at home the scorching sun
of harmattanJibril Dauda Muhammad
Bwari Abuja, Nigeria
forest trail sign
tells us that we are here
where is that?Joanne Morcom
Calgary, Alberta
here ∞ there
John S Green
Bellingham, WA
garden preparation –
the turtle prints here and there…
Jorge Alberto Giallorenzi
here and there
the inmigrantes’ corpses –
setting sun
Julia Guzmán
Modern Studies –
an out of date world map
on the classroom wallJuliet Wilson
Edinburgh, Scotland
Black beetle
going helter-skelter
over white marble Aphrodite.Kamal Parmar
Nanaimo B.C.
shooting season
a pair of mallards shuffle
to the old pondKanjini Devi
long distance romance
reaching out to you
zoomKaren Harvey
North Wales
raising a glass
to where
we used to beKath Abela Wilson
Pasadena, California
christmas ornaments
I see her
come back to lifeKelli Lage
mobius strip
Kevin Henry
from a cupboard
to the table
my ancestorsKiti Saarinen
Finland
sandwiched between
two generations –
a forty year oldLakshmi Iyer
Kerala
first steps
learning papa
is always thereLaurie Greer
Washington DC
the Milky Way
on the lake –
no ripplesLemuel Waite
Georgetown, Kentucky
peeling the onion
what’s here
and thereLorraine A. Padden
San Diego, California
all the places
I would rather be…
winter chillMadhuri Pillai
crescent moon
her sharp glance
pierces heartMafizuddin Chowdhury
Nagaon, Assam, India
Constitution day –
a beggar watches
from the cornerManoj Sharma
Kathmandu Nepal
facetime…
my grandchildren’s smilesMargaret Mahony
sunrise service breakfast at the shelter
Margaret Walker
insomnia –
from the window,
the stars…Maria Teresa Piras
warm night
her song swings from balcony
to balconyMarisa Fazio
half-silvered windows
the sidewalk
unseenMark Gilbert
UK
deep in the woods
beyond my bear bell’s dinging
“fee-fi-fo-fum”Maxianne Berger
picking stars
from my balcony
do I need gloves?Melanie Vance
Texas
yellow autumn tree
surprise:
yellow flight of birdsMerridy Cox
From here to there
wild pine wind whistles and blows
whistles and blowsMichelle Beyers
Ramayana…
as the TV series starts
grandma’s prayerMilan Rajkumar
Imphal, India
life
sailing from shore to shore
I am the boatMinal Sarosh
Ahmedabad, India
View through the window
To mountain peaks
Morning fogMira Jungić
Black Friday…
you scuffle here
I grab thereMohammad Azim Khan
Peshawar Pakistan
politics…
the distance between
our galaxy and the nextNancy Brady
Huron, Ohio
on her wall
faces
long gonenancy liddle
Australia
the here and there of ten thousand things autumn moon
Neena Singh
Chandigarh, India
empty beach –
seagulls turn off shore
among trawlersNicole Pottier
France
whaleback ridge
separating summers
wet and dryNika
Calgary, AB
morning fog
no more distance between
here & thereOlivier Schopfer
Switzerland
moseying
across the field
a drift of goldenrodPat Davis
Pembroke, NH
the girl dances
along the empty street
in her drop-hem dressPatricia Prime
change of pace
downy woodpecker
at the suet basketpaul geiger
flicker of sunlight
yellow butterflies
on impatiensPeggy Hale Bilbro
here/there the Beatles said it first
Pris Campbell
a single tap
on enter tab – message
from here to farRadhamani sarma
birds migration
learning myself
to returnRadostina Dragostinova
in isolation
alone with myself
butterfly on the tableRefika Dedić
Bosna i Hercegovina
dreaming
of your embrace
isolationRehn Kovacic
ship
in a bottle
the need to break outRoberta Beach Jacobson
Indianola, Iowa, USA
here I am
where you might find me
hineni darklyRon Scully
almost autumn…
a scent of heather
around hereRosa Maria Di Salvatore
still pond
a raindrop here
and thereSanela Pliško
a smoky sun
rises from the ashes
burns off the morning dewSari Grandstaff
Saugerties, NY
my Australian friends
now comfort me –
forest firesSheila Sondik
Bellingham, WA
summer morning
the ant’s shadow
to and froSlobodan Pupovac
Zagreb, Croatia
vegan and non vegan dreams
the cherry blossoms
between usStephen A. Peters
summer noon…
the breeze no longer
carries your scentSurashree Joshi
you remain somewhere t(here)
Susan Rogers
Los Angeles
sunset descent…
the flurry of flamingos
he tries to paintSushama Kapur
drought –
in the moss garden
scattered bold patchesTeiichi Suzuki
Japan
line of control
my identity
in halvesलाइन ऑफ कंट्रोल
मेरा वजूद
दो हिस्सों में(This is the Hindi translation of the ku.)
Teji Sethi
India
lazy afternoon –
watching the shadows
growing longerTomislav Maretić
left on the church steps
a mother’s love
neither here nor thereTracy Davidson
Warwickshire, UK
refugees
somewhere to the east
are their homesTsanka Shishkova
I am here
and not there
shelter-in-placeValentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
i
can not escape from myself…
here or thereVijay Prasad
far autumn
my foot tramples
a cicadavincenzo adamo
does distance matter
travelling by train
moon travels with meVishnu Kapoor
Lori Zajkowski is the Post Manager for Haiku Dialogue. A novice haiku poet, she lives in New York City.
Managing Editor Katherine Munro lives in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, and publishes under the name kjmunro. She is Membership Secretary for Haiku Canada, and her debut poetry collection is contractions (Red Moon Press, 2019). Find her at: kjmunro1560.wordpress.com.
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