HAIKUsutradhar: 12 November

Updated: Jan 16

HAIKUsutradhar . monthly prompts


hosts: Madhuri Pillai, Shreya Narang & Vidya Venkatramani

month of november: Milan Rajkumar


pandemic . a text prompt


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haikuKATHA - a monthly journal from Triveni Haikai India! Editors: Ashish Narain, Madhuri Pillai, K. Ramesh & Kala Ramesh


Poems posted here will be picked up for Triveni Haikai India's monthly journal - haikuKATHA. On 22 November the first issue goes live! Join in the fun of sharing and see your poems getting published in our own journal!


Due to the sudden increase in the activity, here are some quick guidelines:

1. TWO poems per day.

2. For each poem you share, please comment on ONE other poem which isn't yours!

3. Haibun - word limit: 300 words (a title is required when you post.)

4. Post only your unpublished poems.


Poems previously published on your personal webpage or social media will be accepted.

Poems previously published in peer-reviewed or edited journals or anthologies as well as contest winners that were published elsewhere as such, will not be accepted.


5. IMPORTANT: if any member provides feedback on the poem in the comment section, it is the poet's duty to decide on the final version and post it on top of the original version. Or else the original unedited version on your thread will be picked up by us.


On your comment thread you need to post your revised final version (if you have one!)


edited version: Your final version of the poem goes first, so it will be easy for our team to consider that for haikuKATHA journal. **

original version: Your first version of the poem remains - under your final version. The way it is shown here.

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The Prompt:


“The desert takes our men from us, and they don’t always return,” she said. ‘We know that, and we are used to it. Those who don’t return become a part of the clouds, a part of the animals that hide in the ravines and of the water that comes from the earth. They become part of everything...they become the Soul of the world.

‘The Alchemist’

Paulo Coelho

For almost two years we have experienced the pandemic. Some of us have lost our near and dear ones, thousands more have succumbed to COVID 19. Let us heal the world and pay homage to the departed souls through poetry. — Milan

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