hosts: Firdaus Parvez, Kala Ramesh, Priti Aisola, and Suraja Roychowdhury
Introducing a new perspective to our Wednesday Feature!
book of the month: 'the forest i know' by Kala Ramesh
‘the forest i know’, for me, is a river, a journey; a journey within a journey.
is it possible
I ask myself
to feel
the depth of the sky
from within
(I plucked this tanka from a tanka-prose)
Kala, I realise, has this uncanny knack of observation which she uses in her poems. Simple things we overlook, but can relate to immediately, she puts to verse so beautifully. Here are some of them…
the crow
sweeps in like an eagle
I discover
I do, do things like
my mother
laughing
over old stories . . .
suddenly
I feel that mother
is young again
a visit
to our childhood home
I feel stripped
when those old trees
see me without my dreams
he often said
hearing is the last
to go . . .
for more than an hour
I whisper in his ear
a yellow leaf
settles on its own
reflection—
we ask the doctor to remove
grandma’s oxygen mask
On love and heartbreak…
you did
what you did . . .
I give
the wound time
to become a scab
you asked
I gave willingly . . .
now, each time
I look back
all I see is my giving
There are so many I want to share but I don’t want to rob you of the pleasure of going through the book yourself.
Every Wednesday for the month of April, I will be sharing some of the poems that touched me the most. Let’s venture on this journey together, feel the rawness of heartbreak, and the honest vulnerability of a poet finding herself. I will let the poems speak for themselves. Ponder over them and glean your own interpretation. Tell me about it and then, write your poems in the comments.
An essay on how to write tanka: Tanka Flights
Are you inspired!
We are delighted to open the comment thread for you to share your unpublished tanka and tanka-prose (within 300 words) to be considered for inclusion in haikuKATHA monthly magazine.
Also, please do mention, under your poem, if you would like feedback.
But wait a minute before you start writing your tanka. We thought we’d give our members something to think about; to try a different approach from what they’ve been writing so far. Here’s the challenge for the week. Write a tanka in the 4/1 image format. You can click on the link given above and read all about it. To make this even more challenging, we’ve decided to consider only tanka written in this format this week for haikuKATHA. Good Luck, but most of all have fun while you learn.
Here are some examples by Kala Ramesh.
4/1 divide:
at twilight the forest I know by sight becomes a forest of sound … cicada summer
through the years I connect reflections to get a grip on my fragmented life … cloud-capped moon
popping aspirin did little to lessen the ache from those spiked words … I wait for the night to pass
exoskeleton of a dragonfly glued to a water tank … to be able to slip out
expecting walls and rooms to whisper stories grandma used to tell — the emptiness
Looking forward to some amazing poems.
The Tankas shared above - are stunning - some of them simply moved me to tears!!! Kala, what a treasure, these!
I have been among the missing for a few weeks so I am playing catch upas best I can. Here is my revision with thanks to Reid. I like how you lightened up this tanka and gave it a better flow. I decided move 'the goldenrod trail' to L3. This seems to flows better. Thank you for your suggestions.
Revision :
hands entwined
we stroll
the goldenrod trail
where butterflies once danced...
lengthening shadows
Original:
hands entwined
we stroll where butterflies once
danced along
a goldenrod trail…
lengthening shadows
Feedback welcome.
mailbox
on a fencepost
at the end
of a long dirt road. . .
day by day I wait
pic & verse : subir n
night universe
full of starlight
that time
mom dad still
to whom my love