refugees
camping on the outskirts
of the village—
the sound of a violin
moaning at intervals
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black oil slick
washed up on the beach_
tourists
taking selfies
with the grounded fish
camping on the outskirts
of the village—
the sound of a violin
moaning at intervals
_______________
black oil slick
washed up on the beach_
tourists
taking selfies
with the grounded fish
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my life
as the colorless fluid
of sky ...
a wounded crane looks
at the migrating flock
of sky ...
a wounded crane looks
at the migrating flock
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Lavana Kray is from Iasi – Romania. She is
passionate about writing and photography. The nature and the events of her life
are topics of inspiration. She believes that there is a core of poetry in all
things. Both haiku and haiga have been published in: Haiku Canada Review,
Asahi Shimbun, The Mainichi, World Haiku Association, Daily Haiga, Word Haiku
Review, Haiku Presence and others… She was chosen for Haiku Euro Top
100-edition 2013. This is her blog: http://photohaikuforyou.blogspot.ro
What powerful images, Lavana, especially in your first two tanka! I can hear the violin moaning and see those tourists so self-involved that they miss where they're standing. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear Carolyn.
DeleteYour three Tanka's were so powerfully written. They all seem to express the feeling of loss and sadness.
ReplyDeleteThanks
Thank you for your kind comment.:)
DeleteLavana, thank you so much for the powerful and riveting Tanka. I really enjoyed that first one. Continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)
Thank you, Maurice.
DeletePowerful tanka. Your juxtapostions really add a punch.
ReplyDeleteThe visuals stay with me.
Thank you.
Thank you, Jo.I am glad you enjoy them. :)
DeleteThese are wonderful, perfect pieces, Lavana. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Marianne, but "perfect" is too much for my words knitting:))
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