Carpe Diem’s Tanka Shrine #2

Carpe Diem’s Tanka Shrine #2, Ishikawa Takuboku’s ”on the white sand”

 

For this episode ,Kristjaan,our host at Carpe Diem has chosen a Tanka by Ishikawa Takuboku.

On the white sand
Of the beach of a small isle
In the Eastern Sea
I, my face streaked with tears,
Am playing with a crab
 
(c) Ishikawa Takuboku
 
The challenge is to write a new Tanka in the same tone, sense and spirit as Ishikawa.
 
This I found to be be very tough.However,here is my feeble attempt at writing a Tanka in the same spirit.
 

Drinking deeply from
the chalice of life,we cough
choke,even throw up
but love helps us breathe again
in this wilderness of pain

(Atreyee)

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Carpe Diem-Distillation #5

Carpe Diem’s Distillation #5, Ezra Pound’s ”The River-Merchant’s Wife”

For this challenge we have to write a distilled haiku, senryu, tanka or kyoka inspired by the poem by Ezra Pound as given below-a tough challenge!

 

While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
I played about the front gate, pulling flowers.
You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse,
You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.
And we went on living in the village of Chokan:
Two small people, without dislike or suspicion.

At fourteen I married My Lord you.
I never laughed, being bashful.
Lowering my head, I looked at the wall.
Called to, a thousand times, I never looked back.

At fifteen I stopped scowling,
I desired my dust to be mingled with yours
Forever and forever and forever.
Why should I climb the lookout?

At sixteen you departed,
You went into far Ku-to-en, by the river of swirling eddies,
And you have been gone five months.
The monkeys make sorrowful noise overhead.

 


You dragged your feet when you went out.
By the gate now, the moss is grown, the different mosses,
Too deep to clear them away!
The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind.
The paired butterflies are already yellow with August
Over the grass in the West garden;
They hurt me. I grow older.
If you are coming down through the narrows of the river Kiang,
Please let me know beforehand,
And I will come out to meet you
As far as Cho-fo-Sa.
 
 
I have attempted a Tanka for this distillation challenge.Not pleased with the result but then am still learning:-)
 

Autumn approaches
a young wife waiting,ages
fading memories
the pain of loneliness hurts
heart eager for reunion

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Carpe Diem,Tanka Shrine #1

Carpe Diem’s Tanka Shrine #1, “Small footprints” by Marika Kitakubo

 

 

This month’s Tanka is written by:

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Mariko Kitakubo

fine snow
of New Year’s Day,
small footprints
lead to grandma’s gate
before the shrine
 
 
The goal is, as it is at the Carpe Diem Specials, to write a Tanka in the same sense, tone and spirit as the one given..Here is my inspired Tanka.
 
 

Smile wreathed in wrinkles
greets another,sparkling new
coos and gurgles mix-
Grandma’s gnarled finger held tight
Baby’s love her New year gift!

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Carpe Diem’s Distillation #2

Carpe Diem’s Distillation #2, A poem by Genji, from the wellknown Japanese novel “The Tale of Genji”

 

The poem is from Chapter 4, “Yuugao”. Prince Genji has a brief love affair with a young girl, called Yuugao. But there is another lady, deeply in love with Genji, who hates Yuugao so much that she dies. Yes, at that time people believed that hatred can kill people!

After the funeral of Yuugao, Genji is looking at the smoke from the pyre, and recites this poem:

mishi hito no
keburi o kumo to
nagamureba
yuube no sora mo
mutsumashiki ka na
 
The evening sky itself
becomes something to cherish
when I gaze at it,
seeing in one of the clouds
the smoke from her funeral pyre
 
Here is my attempt at “distilling” it 🙂
 
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Hate unfurled her death
spirit departs,burning pyre
pain darkened evening

 

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