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triveni spotlight: 01 july 2024

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triveni spotlight A FEATURE EVERY ALTERNATE DAY! hosts: Vidya Shankar and Teji Sethi GUEST EDITOR: Daipayan Nair 01 July 2024


 

until it's a noun garden


Matthew Markworth


             Red Moon Anthology, 2024

             Touchstone Award, 2024

 

 

The essence of 'wordplay' in haikai is often overlooked. This skill can transform an ordinarily simple poem into an extraordinarily great haiku. As Basho quotes, "Real poetry is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it." So, for this month, I have tried to explore those haiku which strive to live poetry in terms of imagery, specificity and masterful blending, exhibiting the utmost precision in wordplay. To describe the world in a fistful of words is a difficult art. I hope all of you will enjoy reading these selections which uphold one of the most important aspects of haiku writing — brevity.


Thank you all.


Daipayan Nair


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Thank you for being our next guest editor, Daipayan. We look forward to "living a beautiful life" all through this month.


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Matthew Markworth
Matthew Markworth
Sep 03, 2024

Thank you everyone for the kind remarks!😊

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Rupa Anand
Rupa Anand
Jul 04, 2024

As an avid gardener, Daipayan, this one knocks the pumpkin out of my hands!

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neena singh
neena singh
Jul 04, 2024

Amazing one Daipayan! 👌

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joanna ashwell
joanna ashwell
Jul 01, 2024

Love this one, it was in the 100 best haiku that I've just read.

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joanna ashwell
joanna ashwell
Jul 01, 2024
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Thank you Alan.

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Keith Evetts
Keith Evetts
Jul 01, 2024

A memorable line that skittles some of the dour conventions of the genre in English. Didactic, aphoristic, intellectual, and not of a single present moment (for each of which aspects there are magisterial precedents), the line nevertheless radiates haiku spirit, a contemplative classic in plain words. As a gardener, I love it. In the mind, too. We garden while we can, but ‘a’ garden, ‘the’ garden, is never finished, never static: the constant change (think Dao, Zhuangzhi). Echoes also of Voltaire. Not to mention Eden —’the’ garden — and a state of being without knowing.

A cultivated haiku.

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