the weight of new keys
the weight of new keys
Broken Starfish – a collection of haiku and ink paintings by Ron C. Moss will be launched in Hobart Tasmania by Lyn Reeves on Friday 23rd of August at 5 pm. We would love to see you there. Details of the launch and of ordering details for this highly recommended work can be found on the flyers below.
the way tomorrow
Rose van Son
This is a powerful haiku that resonates deeply. It’s said that time waits for no one and the passing of all things is the one thing we can be sure of in life. The mystery the poet has given us about a tomorrow that never comes resonates strongly with the painting of the pocket watch. Time is always passing, and so do we eventually. Nothing brings this home more than when a loved one passes. So much to reflect on here, and I’m grateful to the poet for an opportunity to do just that.
the soldier occupies
two different places
The jarring nature of four capital letters in the opening line and their meaning of Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome make this a poem not to be trivialised, but thought about deeply. Who can know what a soldier goes through unless they have had a similar experience? The last line gives us a riddle or mystery that invites the reader to explore. The link to the watch is cleverly set up with the occupying of different places.
white with snow
This is a delightful moment and connects beautifully to the painting. The association between grandpa’s belly and the snowman is wonderful, and we are filled with a feeling of family and good times. Like any good haiga there’s a strong interplay between the image and the haiku and we can see many connections here. The love and warmth of a grandpa, and the much-loved figure of a snowman, leaves us with a smile and a feeling of playfulness. In a few short lines the writer has given us so much to feel, and the memories of childhood, and sometimes-adult games, come flooding back.
looking both ways first
i eat the snowmans nose
What fun! What a devious but totally delightful moment. We have this very funny situation with a clever juxtaposition to the winter doldrums. What could be more life-fulfilling, than to bust out with humour to bring us out of the winter blues? The poet is mischievous and don’t we love him for it – the spirit of the snowman might have something to say about losing his juicy carrot nose, but we are all the richer for the fun of it all.
a guard’s boot
crushes the wildflower
As part of the Melbourne Spoken Word Festival, Myron Lysenko will be leading a haiku workshop on Sunday 14th July.
Myron has been teaching contemporary haiku since the end of the twentieth century. He will show examples of haiku and will teach you how to compose haiku and how to use specific techniques to achieve this. If you are in Melbourne this weekend take the opportunity to learn more about the art and craft of contemporary haiku.
You can find more details and book for the workshop here
Myron is the Victorian regional representative for Australian Haiku Society. His haiku collection a rosebush grabs my sleeve was published by Flat Chat Press in 2005. He won an international haiku prize in Japan in 2004 – the Suruga Baika Literary Award for Haiku. His haiku have been published in many overseas and Australian haiku journals. Myron was part of RookuTroupe – a trio of haiku poets instrumental in having haiku published on Melbourne’s suburban trains in 2006. Myron conducts ginko in scenic surroundings in Victoria.
Date: 14th July, 2019
Time: 1.00 pm – 4.00 pm
Place: Siteworks: Workroom
533 Saxon Street, Brunswick, VIC
Bombora Haiku Group met in the Japanese gardens at Mt Coot-tha Botanical Gardens for their May meeting. What a treat! We all enjoyed ourselves tremendously and stayed afterwards for lunch at the Summit Restaurant. We immersed ourselves in the beauty of the Japanese gardens where everything was bright green. Misty light showers added to the atmosphere. We briefly inspected little waterfalls set amongst rocks and ferns and clipped shrubs as neat as round bald heads. Lastly, before retiring to eat, we viewed marvellous old bonsai, some of which were started back in the fifties. Continue reading “Bombora Haiku Meetings”