Saionji Shonagon
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Mar 31, 2016 11:12:29 GMT -5
It's almost April and you know what THAT means! Here's the concept: Write one tanka (waka)* a day for the month of April. *Resources on tanka: www.ahapoetry.com/TANKA.HTMwww.americantanka.com/www.wodefordhall.com/heianpoetryjam.htmThe spirit of this poetic form being the impermanence of this dewdrop life, no other make-ups are permitted. If you miss a day, you miss a day and as in real life, you never get it back. (You're on the honor system here....) No limits on subject matter other than any you chose to impose upon yourself. Hopefully, some moment in your day will inspire you to write about it. If you write more than one tanka a day, fine. However, you may not carry over tanka to other days. You have to write a poem on each day. (If you are inspired to "answer" someone else's poem, great. Personally, if I do so, I am not going to count it toward my daily assignment. The idea is to come up with something myself each day. What you do is up to you.) Adherence to the 5-7-5-7-7 line/syllable count is required, otherwise it's not a tanka. It's poetry, not stereo instructions. It should say something and it should make sense. No rewrites. (I know, I'm evil, but it's part of the process of practicing this form. At least for me.) If you want to share your poems, you may post them to this thread. This challenge originally premiered in 2008. Good luck everyone!
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Hakuga
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Hello, I was brought here by Saionji-hime's excellent site while looking for a way to make a sensu.
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Post by Hakuga on Apr 1, 2016 5:05:21 GMT -5
An asphalt road in the morning
Amber and gold leaves Upon the smooth black lacquer glint in morning light. Rain polishes smooth the road But my worries will not go.
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Saionji Shonagon
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 1, 2016 9:40:58 GMT -5
A voice on the breeze Draws me down to the river As if in a dream. An old warrior sings of Country byways and of home.
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Post by Ki no Kotori on Apr 1, 2016 16:25:01 GMT -5
Outside my window Wildly blossoming trees Petals everywhere Where is my staid prairie? This must be Mount Yoshino! (photo of Mount Yoshino credit to mti at Wikimedia Commons, enhanced by me, shared via Creative Commons)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2016 18:33:39 GMT -5
Rains lash the wagon as we head North to the court. We leave Spring behind, and travel back to Winter. Is this the source of my dread?
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Hakuga
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Post by Hakuga on Apr 1, 2016 19:52:25 GMT -5
The horizon layered From indigo to light blue Rippling up and down. Scent of eucalyptus trees, Is sharper than the ocean’s.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 1, 2016 20:49:00 GMT -5
1 April: The vine covered hills Roll off into the distance Beneath the dark skies. I have wine and my dear love-- what care I for the weather?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2016 5:57:34 GMT -5
Awake too early Getting ready for a full day It is cold outside As well as cold and rainy This is going to be fun
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Saionji Shonagon
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 2, 2016 9:20:41 GMT -5
Waking so early, She marshals her strategy For winning the day. This field is hers to take, hold, Defend against all others.
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Post by Ki no Kotori on Apr 2, 2016 15:48:18 GMT -5
Ants crawling around Barely budding peonies Helping them open In a place you cannot see Hard work results in beauty
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 2, 2016 19:07:17 GMT -5
2 April The cherry blossoms Float to the ground, around me, Scattered by the wind; How glorious this season Among the blossoming trees.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 3, 2016 10:15:31 GMT -5
3 April:
The wild mountain winds Sweep over the capital Roaring as they pass. In the morning, sunny skies Clear after a violent night.
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Saionji Shonagon
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One dreamed of becoming somebody. Another remained awake and became. (Found in a fortune cookie.)
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 3, 2016 20:59:29 GMT -5
Sometimes a trail cools And one wonders hopelessly Why one has lost ground.
Is it too much to hope I Might rise off this sad plateau?
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Post by Ki no Kotori on Apr 3, 2016 21:47:58 GMT -5
Lark or nightingale What matters which wretched bird Disturbs our slumber? Stay, stay! Your strong arm provides A most exquisite pillow
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Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2016 5:59:06 GMT -5
From yesterday:
We are home again from our travels to the North. Winter and ice melt to Spring and sun as we ride. The Ice Dragon now vanquished.
For today:
Having done the things, then written down what I did, and shown both around, now the difficult work starts of telling all that story.
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