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THE HAIBUN GALLERY: 28th March 2024 — Alan Peat, featured poet

hosts: Firdaus Parvez & Kala Ramesh

A Thursday Feature.

poet of the month: Alan peat

28th March 2024



Alan Peat: ALAN PEAT is an English author and haiku poet. His haiku first appeared in ‘Blithe Spirit’ in 1997 and his tanka first appeared in the international tanka anthology, ‘In the ship’s wake’ (Iron Press 2000). After an extended pause, during which Alan wrote numerous educational and art history books, he returned to short form poetry in 2017. In 2021 he placed third in the International Golden Triangle Haiku contest; second in the New Zealand International Haiku contest, and placed both first and second (with Sherry Grant, and Pris Campbell) in the Otoroshi Rengay contest. 

In 2022 he was runner up in the British Haiku Society, Ken and Norah Jones Haibun Award; honourable mention in the Haiku Poets of North California International Haibun contest; second in the Sandford Goldstein International Tanka contest; second in the Heliosparrow semagram contest, and joint third place in the 2022 Time Haiku ekphrastic haibun contest. He was also a guest author at Cornell University’s Mann Library for October (2022). In 2023 he was long-listed for the Touchstone Award (individual poems) and won a Touchstone Award (haibun). Another of his haibun has been turned into a film for the HNA Haibun Film Festival.  He was also the joint winner of the 2023 Time Haiku ekphrastic haibun contest. A collaborative collection of surreal haibun, Barking At The Coming Rain, (Alba Publishing) written with Réka Nyitrai was also published in 2023. In 2024 he had two honourable mentions in the Rachel Sutcliffe Memorial Haibun contest as well as a first-place haiku in the same contest.


Alan has judged numerous international poetry contests including the Sharpening the Green Pencil International Haiku contest (2022), KM100NZ international haiku competition (2023) & The Haiku Poets of North California International Tanka contest (2023).

He currently resides in Biddulph, Staffordshire, United Kingdom



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gaudy spring         

 

The man who keeps each season in a box is spring cleaning. He polishes the silver box that winter is kept in. It is cold to the touch. Autumn’s box is fashioned of driftwood. If you shake it you can hear dryness rustle. He gives it a little dust. You have to be careful with summer; it’s hot to the touch now. Hold it too long and you’ll burn your fingers. He leaves it alone on the high shelf. Ah, but Spring is his favourite box. Open its cloisonné lid and the buttercups will make your chin glow yellow. There are too many shades of green to count. Ask him politely and he’ll point out Crested Dog’s tail and cowslips and Yorkshire fog. Look closely: there, inside the box. Can you see the young boy with the basin cut? The one who is holding his dad’s hand? They are walking through the wildflower meadow in Muker. Soon they will reach the river with its banks of celandines and oxeye daisies.

 

 

faded as a haircut

in a barbershop window

pressed bluebells

 

  

Touchstone Award winner 2022


Prompt:

I think spring is most everybody's favourite 'box', when flowers are bursting from their buds and the world gets back its colour. Alan has a unique way of writing. I enjoyed the 'box' imagery of the haibun: 'Spring cleaning' memories. The haiku beautifully compares pressed bluebells to a faded haircut. That's quite a comparison. A nostalgic walk through time. Most of us are experiencing Spring this time of year. Maybe write about it. Have fun!


Haibun outside this prompt can be posted as well. 

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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 helps our editors; they won't have to type it in, saving them from potential typos. Thanks a ton!


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PLEASE NOTE:

1. Only two haibun per poet per prompt. Please put your name and country of residence under your poem, it makes the editors' work easier. Thanks.

2. Share your best-polished pieces.

3. Please do not post something in a hurry or something you have just written.

Let it simmer for a while.

4. When poets give suggestions and if you agree to them - post your final edited version on top of your original version.

5. Don't forget to give feedback on others' poems.


We are delighted to open the comment thread for you to share your unpublished haibun (within 300 words) to be considered for inclusion in the haikuKATHA monthly journal.

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"Paeonia"


The nymph Paeonia attracts the attention of the god Apollo—and the ire of the goddess Aphrophdite, who promptly turned Paeonia into a flower out of jealousy. As a result of this story, the peony is associated with notions of healing and attraction.


Sakura Jishidi

shadows of sparrows

amongst the pink


Katherine E Winnick

Brighton UK

Feedback welcome

Polub

revision:


loves me loves me not…


change of heart

I leave the daisy to its last

few petals


Linda Papanicolaou, US


original:


loves me loves me not


change of heart

I leave the last few petals

on the daisy


Polub

Every time you post your haibun and ask for feedback, be generous enough to give feedback to two other haibun.

Let it become a habit.

Make this a two-way traffic blog! You give, you take.

Polub

#2


𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣


what you do

to the least of my brethren

you do unto me

(paraphrasing Matthew 25:49)


A young girl helps her mom with gardening chores.


She makes headway clipping back the border grass the lawn mower can’t reach. Just strong enough to hold the grass trimmers, her hand advances with a quick snip, snip, snip.


The patch around the big apple tree presents a special problem. Tall and thick, the grass requires a clipping action that fatigues the child’s hand. On her hands and knees, she shifts position to get in close.


All of a sudden, a big fat vole springs forth from the weedy clump. She startles and stops for a moment. “Get away from me”, she…


Polub
Odpowiada osobie:

Very well visualized, Bonnie. In old age I often think back on the animals I killed or injured in my careless childhood. You’ve made me think that this is part of the moral sense we develop as we grow up.

Polub

Trying a gembun with parallel haiku.


memories are rosier inspite of the thorns


​ back home

                          climate change

splashing water

                          on my kurta

as evening fades

                            this heat


Kala Ramesh #1

Feedback is most welcome


Polub
Odpowiada osobie:

Nice open use of the form.


I’ve been tentatively trying gembun too (I’m a fan of cherita). I think I’ll go post one to this week’s haibun prompt.

Polub
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