hosts: Firdaus Parvez, Kala Ramesh, Priti Aisola & Suraja Menon Roychowdhury
Introducing a new perspective to our Wednesday Feature!
April 10, 2024
poet of the month: Andrew Riutta
Andrew Riutta was born and raised in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, USA. He is a father, chef, and Catholic school custodian. His essay, "The Myths of Manhood," from the collection, This I Believe: On Fatherhood (Jossey-Bass) was featured on Public Radio International's Bob Edwards Show in 2012. His latest book, Blessed: Modern Haibun on Almost Every Despair (Red Moon Press, 2022), was shortlisted for the Touchstone Distinguished Book Award and won the Haiku Society of America’s Merit Book Award for best haibun collection.
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TTH: How do you develop a tanka? Please guide us through the stages of a poem.
AR: For me, the expression of the poetic moment matters more than how a tanka is developed technically. After all, that's the aim---to recognize these poetic moments and distill them to the best of my ability into language. Some of my most successful tanka are a single sentence without a break or juxtaposition. Sometimes the moment itself is enough.
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TTH: Who are your favorite tanka poets? In addition to tanka what other genres of poetry do you write or read? Tell us about some of the books you've enjoyed.
AR: Because tanka hasn't been a primary focus of mine in 15 or so years, I'm not very up to date on who's who. But over the years I've certainly come across a good number of folks whose tanka I admire and am inspired by. Sanford Goldstein, Dave Bacharach, Michael McClintock, Tom Clausen, Kala Ramesh, Janet Lynn Davis, Susan Birch, Margaret Chula, Penny Harter, Jim Kacian to name just a few.
In recent years my love and poetic devotion has been to contemporary haibun. I released one collection, Blessed: Modern Haibun on Almost Every Despair in 2022, and, as we speak, I am putting together another.
I read much haibun these days. There are too many great haibun authors to name. Truly. As for books I'm reading outside contemporary haibun,
here are a few I deem sacred. Dead Man's Float - Jim Harrison; A Drifting Boat - Chinese Zen Poetry; Beyond Self - Ko Un (Korean Zen Poems). And one that's been with me through the trenches, Japanese Death Poems.
Only after
we settled down into
what is apparently life
could I smell the sunshine
in our clean clothes.
The Pie in Pieces
Rain to snow.
Just like that
she turns
last night's leftovers
into casserole.
The Pie in Pieces
Some thoughts on Andrew’s poems:
Contrasting with the grittiness of last week's poems, this week we have some gentle and tender tanka. Here are my thoughts as I read them.
The first one appears to continue in the theme of someone who has returned from a long journey, and has finally settled into some peace and domesticity. Perhaps a returning vet- the references to Vietnam in his previous tanka brings this to mind. 'The sunshine in our clean clothes'- what a wholesome image of normalcy, good health, contentment...
The second tanka continues with the theme of domesticity. L1 is cold- the transformation of rain to snow. But what a wonderful contrast to the first line in L2-5! In a minor miracle, she transforms leftovers into something new and delicious! The warmth and genuine appreciation for this homely life shines through.
Prompt for the week: Write about finding joy in the ordinary. Have fun :)
Important: Since we're swamped with submissions, and our editors are only human, mistakes can happen. Please, please, remember to put your name, followed by your country, below each poem, even after revisions. It really helps our editors; they won't have to type it in, saving them from potential typos. Thanks a ton!
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And remember – tanka, because of those two extra lines, lends itself most beautifully when revealing a story. And tanka prose is storytelling.
Give these ideas some thought and share your tanka and tanka-prose with us here. Keep your senses open, observe things that happen around you and write. You can post tanka and tanka-prose outside these themes too.
An essay on how to write tanka: Tanka Flights here --
PLEASE NOTE
1. Post only one poem at a time, only one per day.
2. Only 2 tanka and two tanka-prose per poet per prompt.
Tanka art of course if you want to.
3. Share your best-polished pieces.
4. Please do not post something in a hurry or something you have just written. Let it simmer for a while.
5. Post your final edited version on top of your original verse.
6. Don't forget to give feedback on others' poems.
7. haikuKATHA will only consider haiga that showcase original artwork or photos. Post details re: the source of the visual image. If you team up with an artist or photographer, make sure that it’s their original work and that they are not restricted by other publications to share it. We won't be responsible for any copyright issues.
We are delighted to open the comment thread for you to share your unpublished tanka and tanka-prose (within 250 words) to be considered for inclusion in the haikuKATHA monthly magazine.
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#2 4-15-24
springtime
my cats beg
to go outside --
eating grass
as their salad
Jennifer Gurney, US
#2
buttered toasts
at our breakfast table
with marmalade …
the news resounding
in dad’s voice
Dipankar Dasgupta India
(Feedback welcome.)
#2, revised, 16/4
continuing
a nursery rhyme
four and twenty blackbirds . . .
i wonder where they hide
in monsoon and dark winters
Lakshmi Iyer, India
15/4, original
continuing to read
a nursery rhyme
four and twenty blackbirds . . .
i wonder where they hid
in wet monsoon and dark winters
Lakshmi Iyer, India
feedback please
#1 4-24-24
piano floats
alongside flute
weaving together
counterpart and melody
sublimely Jethro Tull
Jennifer Gurney, US
№2....14/4/24 ( self–edited)
flutter of dogeared pages
the hero's journey ends
on the subway
I sway with others
reveling the subtle aroma of ink
Nalini Shetty
India
feedback welcome