HAIKU DIALOGUE – Poet’s Choice – Gourmet Gallery – taste & intro to Social Issues
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This is the final installment of Poet’s Choice for now… next week we welcome Guest Editor Lori A Minor for a new series on Social Issues:
It’s no secret that the entire world has been divided since the beginning of time, whether that be by race, class, religious beliefs, or even cliques in high school. There’s only one way that we can learn to love unconditionally and that’s through empathy and understanding. Over the month of November, I’d like to take some time to get to know one another by sharing our diverse life experiences on the theme of social issues. Everyone has specific social issues that affect them.
The importance of social awareness in haiku is not to change opinions, but to show the opinion from our own perspectives. What personal experiences have we had to make us passionate about that particular issue?
For the month of November, each poet may send one or two haiku/senryu on the week’s theme via our Contact Form.
There will be a selection process in which I will briefly comment on a few of the selected pieces.
The haiku appear in the order in which we receive them. Please note that by submitting, you agree that your work may appear in the column – neither acknowledgment nor acceptance emails will be sent.
next week’s theme: Social Issues – Basic Human Rights
We will explore basic human rights. These include, but are not limited to: freedom of religion, healthcare, the right to education, the right to work, the right to a private and family life, the right not to be mistreated or wrongly punished by the state etc. Although I have provided suggestions, I leave this as open to interpretation as I can.
The deadline is midnight EST, Saturday November 9, 2019.
Poet’s Choice: Gourmet Gallery – taste
Here are the submissions for this week:
Big Mac Meal®
only son’s mouthful
of mother’s milkMark Gilbert
UK
high fever
lemon pickle – tongue’s
first crave melted soonRadhamani sarma
this cabbage soup
as sweet as
mother’s loveM.S.Chintak
Kathmandu
his coldness
the sting of ginger tea
on chapped lipsAnitha Varma
Kerala, India
pumpkin pie
a slice of mother’s love
on my tongueKumarendra Mallick
Autumn evening
The strong spicy taste
of chicken roastDennys Cambarau
chili peppers ~
call the fire department
fire on the tongueGoran Radičević
merlot
an oak barrel
fills my mouth with plumsnancy liddle
casa lontana…
in pentola l’alloro
e la castagnahome far away…
in pot the laurel
and the chestnutFrancesco Palladino
sweet memories –
savoring together
bitter chocolatedolci ricordi –
assaporando insieme
il cioccolato amaroAngela Giordano
Italy
the crunch
I thought was a roach
fallen toothJackie Chou
Pico Rivera CA USA
mushroom satay
the umami taste
of eryngiiChristina Chin
taste of childhood
biting into a piece of
freshly baked cakeAnjali Warhadpande
dinner party
my tears from the too spicy mutton curryNuky Kristijono
Indonesia
banana bread
right out of the oven –
a hint of honeyRoberta Beach Jacobson
USA
crispy pie
made from apples and dried grapes –
the taste of cinnamonZdenka Mlinar
Croatia
digestive fire…
cumin seeds
at it’s bestLakshmi Iyer
guests arrival –
tasting kofta curry
with fingertipsMuskaan Ahuja
Chandigarh, India
spicy enough
to know you ate
Korean beef soupJudith Hishikawa
NY
heavenly nectar
who can remember it’s taste
mother’s milkVishnu Kapoor
pilgrims trail…
with a beginner’s mind
I pack my sandwichKanchan Chatterjee
Thanksgiving Day
pumpkin pie tastes
like in childhoodSerhiy Shpychenko
Kyiv, UA
sweet-sour
hot-mild
– the middle roadjoel
memories of taste
draws me closer to it –
sweet curdAju Mukhopadhyay
candy tuiles
my new recipe inspired from
Gulliver in LilliputNeelam Dadhwal
India
there’s no hunger great enough to make me eat my wife’s cooking
Franjo Ordanic
taste and judgement
set aside
hotdog eaters belly upGarry Eaton
green bug –
the crunchy taste
of an applecimice verde –
il sapore croccante
di una melaAngiola Inglese
sliced raw porgy
good with mustard sauce –
midwinterTeiichi Suzuki
family dinner
dessert always includes
some bitter chocolateKathleen Mazurowski
love in a crust
sweet and sour
lemon meringueDebbie Scheving
Bremerton WA
coffee reading
the bittersweet taste
of unknownVandana Parashar
stygian coffee
dunking my doughnut oh oh oh
mmmsimonj
UK
good taste in his mouth
before delivering hot
holiday dinnersSherrod Taylor
head cold
the flavor of chai tea
there if I think about itLaurie Greer
first taste
for mama
my homemade breadPat Davis
Pembroke, NH USA
beautiful
big red pepper
without tasteSlobodan Pupovac
Zagreb, Croatia
Another blind date
Chinese restaurant – the taste
Of sweet and sourMargie Gustafson
Lombard, IL
grape –
the taste of his lips
in each berryMaria Teresa Piras
smooth wine
the taste of
this fallMaria Concetta Conti
shepherds –
their gourmet lunch of onions,
bread and tangy goat cheeseIngrid Baluchi
Macedonia
eve’s pudding
I spoon my way
through sweetened applesJoanna Ashwell
hard to distinguish
between flavours
dinner in the darkOlivier Schopfer
Geneva, Switzerland
orange tomatoes
fresh from her mother’s garden
the taste of sunlightSusan Rogers
Lent –
shape of a fish with a taste
of the roast porkTomislav Maretić
sweet wheatish pancakes
waft through the air
a childhood memoryEva Su
Indonesia
from just reading it
homemade brownie recipe
such a contact highwendy c. bialek
prescott valley, az usa
a cinnamon candy
sweet and bitter
late autumnTomoko Nakata
in the teacher’s desk
last year’s Halloween candy
chalky aftertasteSari Grandstaff
on a diet the bittersweetness of chocolate
Lori Zajkowski
savouring every sip
of my morning cuppa
dawn solitudeMadhuri Pillai
orange marmalade –
the taste of mother’s hand
long afterarvinder kaur
Chandigarh, India
games of tongue –
the pleasure of love
with the taste in the mouthvincenzo adamo
smoked mountains
mornings first speech
aftertaste of mapleRon Scully
lingering campfire
the flavors of one more
s’moreSteve Tabb
ripe grapes…
the sweet taste of his wordsuva matura…
il gusto dolce delle sue paroleRosa Maria Di Salvatore
winter’s night
dog star dances
with my breathVeronika Zora Novak
black chocolate:
All Souls’ Day
even more bitterElisa Allo
beech nuts
a taste of the forest
in my handXenia Tran
step-land…
savoring the terroir
of the wineMichele L. Harvey
strawberry mouth:
sweet red words precipitouslybocca di fragola:
dolci parole rosse a precipizioGiuliana Ravaglia
I love sugar cubes
they go really good
with honey tooPaul Geiger
raspberry drizzle
the sweet warmth
of her tongueRich Schilling
Webster Groves, MO
shredded and devoured
the cat’s craving for
packets of parmeseanKath Abela Wilson
Pasadena, California
first taste
it was gentle
remaining soSaša Slavković
Slovenia
Dobar jutar, kruh
i putar, čaj od šipka
Okus sjećanjaGood morning, bread
and butter, rose hip tea
The taste of memoryZrinko Šimunić
chilly afternoon
in the creamy pumpkin soup
the taste of summercezar ciobîcă
whipped cream
makes me weep –
encorenikita c.
still on my tongue
the crisp of peppermint
meringue cookiesGreer Woodward
hidden surprise
among the greens
jalapeñoPeggy Hale Bilbro
Huntsville, Alabama
Lori Zajkowski is the Post Manager for Haiku Dialogue. A novice haiku poet, she lives in New York City.
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).
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I have also been enjoying the doughnuts – oh! thank you simonj… also the sweet & sour of the blind date (Margie Gustafson), & the bitter-sweet chocolate:
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family dinner
dessert always includes
some bitter chocolate
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Kathleen Mazurowski
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on a diet the bittersweetness of chocolate
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Lori Zajkowski
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thanks all, kj
Thanks. And thanks to our collatress(es).
Thank you, KJ!
winter’s night
dog star dances
with my breath
Veronika Zora Novak
how poetic…
tasting the cold night air…..
hard to distinguish
between flavours
dinner in the dark
Olivier Schopfer
Geneva, Switzerland
the sight of food and how it influences the sense of taste….is carried in perception. i.e. putting on my glasses, i hear you more clearly.
So many fresh images, here are three that resonated with me:
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head cold
the flavor of chai tea
there if I think about it
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Laurie Greer
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a cinnamon candy
sweet and bitter
late autumn
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Tomoko Nakata
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in the teacher’s desk
last year’s Halloween candy
chalky aftertaste
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Sari Grandstaff
Thank you, Clysta! Delighted to be among your favorites–
Laurie
Thank you much Clysta! I appreciate your kind comments!
sliced raw porgy
good with mustard sauce –
midwinter
Teiichi Suzuki
I take it you are in Hawaii?
It is so hard not to actually taste these haiku.
So many delicious flavors!
Thanks Hishikawa !
I am Japanese, so if anything, I like sushi with wasabi.
I’ve enjoyed the variety of international flavors this series, always learning something new. Thank you Kathy and Lori Z.
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his coldness
the sting of ginger tea
on chapped lips
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Anitha Varma
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Layers of sensation here.
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spicy enough
to know you ate
Korean beef soup
.
Judith Hishikawa
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A lot of possible consequences in this spicy meal!
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eve’s pudding
I spoon my way
through sweetened apples
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Joanna Ashwell
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Took me a couple reads to realize ah, that Eve! Then loved the image and story.
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raspberry drizzle
the sweet warmth
of her tongue
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Rich Schilling
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Two images, plus all that comparison of color and sensation.
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still on my tongue
the crisp of peppermint
meringue cookies
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Greer Woodward
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Loved out loud “the crisp of peppermint” plus it made me want the recipe.
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stygian coffee
dunking my doughnut oh oh oh
mmm
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simonj
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Have been intrigued by simonj’s gourmet series on “doughnut oh.” And another opportunity to look up a new word.
Thanks for the mention Debbie. Stygian, instead of black, is for the juxtaposition (of stories).
Thanks Debbie!
Hi Debbie,
Thank you, Debbie, for your good words about my haiku. You can easily find recipes on Google, including one with optional chocolate chips. They would not be optional for me. I remember my mother making plain meringue cookies once when I was a child. I loved them, but she never made them again. Perhaps because an argument with my uncle broke out in the middle of things.
Big Mac Meal®
only son’s mouthful
of mother’s milk
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Mark Gilbert
UK
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Pardon the pun, but I think mark’s poem runs much deeper than the surface words.
Creating white space on white substance, you get all the tastes associated with milk.
I love the juxtaposition with the burger.
Nicely done Mark.
Thank you for these words, Robert!
Dear Lori Zajkowski and Katherine Munro, Greetings, thanks for featuring mine.
This week my favorite is the following of so many.
green bug –
the crunchy taste
of an apple
cimice verde –
il sapore croccante
di una mela
Angiola Inglese
Thank you Sarma, I’m glad you enjoyed it,
yours too is original !!
Thanks to Michael Smeer, Administrator of Haiku Pond, to Lori Zajkowski, Post Manager of Haiku Dialogue, and to Katherine Munro, for this fantastic haiku composition experience.
thank you! as I have stated many times – couldn’t do this without you poets!
& welcome Lori A Minor!
cheers, kj
hard to distinguish
between flavours
dinner in the dark
Olivier Schopfer
Geneva, Switzerland
Never had reason to try this.
However, to be blinded of flavours due to darkness is an interesting comment on how we as humans (in the ‘first world’) treat food not so much as an essential necessity to stay alive, but as some sort of experiment to tickle our taste buds.
A lot of great haikai verses here, wow! 🙂
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A great set of prompts, and now Lori A Minor next! 🙂
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Alan