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THE HAIBUN GALLERY: 1st January 2026. Shloka Shankar - Guest Editor

editors on haikuKATHA: Shalini Pattabiraman, Vidya Shankar, Firdaus Parvez and Kala Ramesh


Lorraine Haig has stepped down from being a mentor for this forum. Triveni Haikai India and The Haibun Gallery are grateful for her exceptional feedback and responses over the last few years.


Guest Editor: Shloka Shanker

Featured Poet: Peter Newton

A Thursday Feature

January 1, 2026

 

Shadow List

Peter Newton

 

Certain topics I try to approach

with caution in the writing of haiku:

crow, dragonfly, firefly, for example,

falling leaves, skipping stones and, and,

and babbling brooks. There’s the moon

of course, the moon the moon the moon,

and scarecrow, spring breeze, new coolness,

blossom, birdsong, the way or the how of things.

Shadows go without saying. They’re everywhere.

And, being guilty of humanness, I too am prone

to the interrogation of owls, the hush of pines,

the stubble of starfish, all manner of raindrops

suspended from god knows what and for how long

exactly the reason to catch one, freeze-frame it

for over the mantle. A fate that has befallen me.

 

dryer on the fritz

the spring breeze

my mother raved about

 

The Other Bunny, October 14, 2024

 

 

Commentary:

This clever haibun by Peter Newton makes us chuckle and plead guilty to almost every trope that seems to plague contemporary haiku. Which one of us doesn’t have at least a dozen birdsong or moon haiku? Here, the use of intertextuality heightens the tongue-in-cheek tone of the poet:

 

the moon the moon × the moon

 

— Fay Aoyagi

 

How would one “freeze-frame” a raindrop? Haiku captures a distilled moment in time, and this is “a fate” we have all willingly chosen. By employing free verse and elements of the list poem, the poet effectively gives writers of the form a chance to check their own excessive use of the self-same kigo, reminding us to kill our darlings every now and then.

 

 

Prompt:

Write a haibun where the prose includes a list of some sort. It could relate to a childhood memory, a daily ritual, or something else entirely. As an additional challenge, experiment with line breaks and spacing.

 

 

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Excellent haibun, and I'm sure all of us are vigorously nodding our heads, agreeing to Peter's thoughts. Thank you, Shloka, for sharing this piece with us. A challenging challenge!


And, thank you for being with us through this month!

_kala


The Haibun Gallery continues as is.

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Metaphor of Warmth

 

Best thing I love about tea is its plantation. Its mountainous sight alone is sultry. Alfalfa tea, Ashwagandha tea (the night shade family), Assam tea, Burdock root tea, Masalaa Chai (Spice Tea), Chamomile tea, Ceylon tea, Dandelion tea, Darjeeling tea, Earl grey, Fennel tea, Fenugreek tea, Ginger tea, Green tea, Hibiscus tea, Jasmine tea, Kombucha tea, Lemon balm tea, Matcha tea, Nettle tea, Oolong tea, Passionflower tea, Peppermint tea, Basil tea, Red raspberry leaf tea, Rooibos tea, Turkish tea, Valerian root tea, White tea. Let's check the ingredients we need to make a cup of Masala Tea alone—- tea dust, cardamom, clove, bay leaf, black pepper, cinnamon and of course, water, milk and sugar. And…


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Givers vs. Takers


I have penned a few haiku about vacant lots in my city. There is one across my teashop. It's probably on sale and its price must be not less than fifty million rupees. I'm amazed by our fellow humans who are so good at monetizing anything. Until trading of the lot saturates and somebody builds a house, it will keep nourishing different kinds of plants, flowers, wild flowers, trees and weeds—Giant Reeds, African Arrowhead Lilies, Spanish  Needles, Morning Glory vine, mango, guava, banana, Castor plants, mugworts and a flower whose name I don't know. There are other weeds and plants of tiny sizes as well. Sadly I don't know their names. I am sure there are…


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Haibun 1 - 04/01/26

humdrum


overhead aeroplane 

park lawn mower

loudspeaker chants

ambulance siren 

marble cutting 

diamond blade

barking dogs

toddler’s tantrum 

doorbell

cell phone

doorbell again

cell phone

amazon delivery 

Blinkit delivery

carpet cleaner

plumber bill

food delivery 

pollution masks

cousin in icu

couriers to send

gardener calling

ping

ping 

pong

pong

cousin out-of-icu

meanwhile, an oriental magpie robin 

singing       singing singing

          singing  singing


everyone 

in foetal position

               psychiatric ward


Rupa Anand, New Delhi, India

feedback is welcome

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I love the thoughtful linking to what seems like the mundane to the poignant ku at the end Rupa.

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#1 Border Crossing


In the last week before departure, the house itself seemed to make a list of what would stay. The slow pendulum of laundry on the balcony. The chipped blue bucket. Ants following the same sugar trail along the sill. My in-laws moved room to room, weighing memory in kilograms and arguing over what could be translated into a suitcase.


front room trunk:

 wedding album

 one pressure cooker, slightly dented

 four silk saris, folded to the size of notebooks

 packets of masala sealed in double plastic


kitchen carry-on:

 steel tiffin

 tea leaves, loose in a tin

 a small jar of pickles, wrapped in yesterday’s newspaper the ladle with its own small crescent of rust


There was another inventory no…


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This is so good Sandip. You have captured the overwhelming sense of trying to fit in within a different country, culture and trying to hold on to your own sense of self. A beautiful, poignant piece.

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Love this prompt, especially the embedded list and spatial play.

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