Kōkako No. 42. A journal of haiku, tanka, haiga and haibun. April 2025

 

The Bamboo Hut Number 1 2020

strolling the beach
a shell cut my barefoot -
our
last sunset together
a cure for everything


ashen morning -
wish I could be mist
to swirl up
from this room as quiet as
your burial chamber


night winds
covered everything with leaves -
you
never knew how to hide
your lies so well

http://thebamboohut.weebly.com/number-1-2020.html

Never Ending Story / First English-Chinese Bilingual Haiku and Tanka Blog

no questions
about the diagnosis --
she decorates
the Christmas tree
on a September night
  Chinese Translation (Traditional)
沒有詢問
有關診斷的問題 --
在九月的一個晚上
她裝飾
一顆聖誕樹
Chinese Translation (Simplified)
没有询问
有关诊断的问题 --
在九月的一个晚上
她装饰
一颗圣诞树

Translation and comment by Chen-ou Liu.
 The opening lines set the theme and emotional context while the unexpected yet poignant last line sparks the reader's emotions and reflection on the (true) meaning of a Christmas tree.

A fresh take on Christmas tanka.

https://neverendingstoryhaikutanka.blogspot.com

 

The Chopin Nocturnes by Kray and Erca

Christmas Tree

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Allegro Poetry Magazine , issue 18

a poppy
shaken off elsewhere in the worl​d​
has blossomed
by my door steps –
I know, you aren’t here to stay


un mac scuturat
în altă parte-a lumii
a inflorit
la mine, lângă trepte -
iar n-ai venit să rămâi

https://www.allegropoetry.org/p/issue_31.html 

Tanka Society Of America - Ribbons Spring/Summer 2018

this pressed flower

still stirs me...

if I were a leaf,

I'd become your book mark

after death

 

xxx

 

floarea presată

încă mă mai tulbură...

dac-aș fi frunză,

ți-aș rămâne semn de carte

după moarte

 http://www.tankasocietyofamerica.org/ribbons

Atlas Poetica No. 29 - A Journal of World Tanka

he

gently covers the scorpion

with sunscreen oil...

her

lovely tattoo
x
el 
unge delicat scorpionul
cu ulei de plajă...
frumosul ei
tatuaj



http://atlaspoetica.org/?page_id=84

CATTAILS - September 2016

A midnight train
dwindling with you...
only my eyes
need several minutes
to adjust to darkness


Un tren de noapte
se tot duce cu tine...
doar ochii
mi se adaptează
rapid la întuneric

 http://www.unitedhaikuandtankasociety.com/index.html

The Bamboo Hut - journal of english language tanshi. Autumn 2015

dead leaves
carried away
by the wheels of a chair...
smell of sap
of all colours

2
dusty attic -
the label of a wedding dress
wedging
the trunk lid
ajar

3
the chrysanthemums
cling on to each other
under the snow duvet...
wrapped in your scarf
I take my coffee

4
 a cruise ship
hulked out
of the fog -
the chestnut seller
trying to talk posh

5
a postal card
for my birthday
reminds me
of
your plastic words...

6
summer
fun -
a thorn
strums
my hair
 http://thebamboohut.weebly.com/current-issue.html

The Magnolia review - volume 1, Issue 2, July 2015

  1

 at the hairdresser

before

her first day of chemo...

she picked up one shorn curl

from the floor

2

moaning

about my misspent

youth ...

galling rhythm on his cup

with the teaspoon

3

snowing constantly

for three days ...

a cassock makes path

to my neighbours

through the snowdrifts

4

magnolia buds

across the window

shape

a sudden snow layer -

preemies born room

5

paralysis

in remission —

tempting the ants

to climb

my leg

6

funeral procession

gobbled up

by a sand storm...

your last exhale kept home

in a red balloon

 https://themagnoliareview.files.wordpress.com/2015/07/tmr-volume-1-issue-2-july-2015.pdf

The Bamboo Hut Spring 2015 Journal of English Language Tanshi

EDITOR: STEVE WILKINSON
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1

the full moon

just out

of swaddling cloud -

a pregnant woman enters

the calm sea

2

old letters

turned

into confetti -

rehashing

my bio sketch

3

crossing

a cherry blossom lined

street ...

I and a few petals

on a stretcher

4

the same man comes

at the same cafe table

for days...

two gulls call

each other

5

roll of thunder-

a dandelion fluff

leapt in the room

as if my girl

were here

6

when the sun sinks low

the shadow

of the church steeple

lengthens in the room -

chemo ward

7

automatic mower -

barley

poppies

lark nest

turned into hay bales

http://thebamboohut.weebly.com/uploads/1/4/2/1/14210066/tbhspring15.pdf 

A Hundred Gourds 4:2 March 2015

Haiku Editor, Managing Editor – Lorin Ford 
 Haiga Editor – Aubrie Cox
 Tanka Editor – Susan Constable 

knock at the door –
blown leaves crowding
the verandah 

x

moanful wind
turns the leaves
into falling ...
such a fitting eulogy
for the homeless artist 

http://ahundredgourds.com/ahg42/index_haiku.html

http://ahundredgourds.com/ahg42/index_tanka.html 

http://ahundredgourds.com/ahg42/index_haiga.html 

Eucalypt - a print magazine which showcases contemporary tanka poetry - Nr.17

Eucalypt is a print magazine which showcases contemporary tanka poetry, written in the English language and publishes only those poems its editors consider of the highest standard. Its objectives are to offer wider publication opportunities to tanka poets and to make more people aware of the delights of reading and writing tanka.
There are two issues per year, in May and in November.  The editor of Eucalypt is Beverley George
  

 Design and Layout: Matthew George

 http://www.eucalypt.info