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    HAIKU: RAM KRISHNA SINGH, India 1 after the sunset wheels of a returning cart along the paddy 2 sea waves roll from faraway white peaks 3 traveling back from the waves of bliss a foam-leap 4 seeking smell in cactus flowers: late monsoon 5 sunrise behind the temple cloud’s edge 6 hanging door protector— Buddha 7 wiping his face under the umbrella an old man with books 8 reshuffling the shelves it’s only dust, in alleys sneezing scholarship 9 falling leaves-- a sheet of autumn in the courtyard 10 the blue white dapples on the canvas seeing the eye of silence 11 on a cycle he sells bouquets and roses peddling dream 12 a dead leaf hangs by a spider’s thread invisible in sun 13 a load of wood on her frail back— autumn evening 14 on a sheet of ice the chick trying to free itself from its mother’s claws 15 after cleaning the maid leaves behind an oily smell 16 the lone mushroom— a pregnant woman stares out of the window 17 vultures waiting for the remains of sacrifice on the temple tree 18 chrysanthemum on a mossy roof deeply rooted 19 night bombing oleander garden white as death 20 all night rain the gaping roof her shelter 21 moving shadows in the silence of the room— windows rattle 22 a dead voice calling up at dawn: drowsy eyes 23 still fresh in the hanky’s fold— jasmine 24 her presence some alien sensation in my veins 25 stoops to set pleats of her saree mid-August 26 after the party empty chairs in the lawn now moon and I 27 two lizards inside the switchboard turned on 28 ahead of us – racing hyacinths in the river 29 baked and cracked the sugarcane field melts into mud 30 suspended on the spider’s web a white flower 31 a butterfly rests on the butterfly tattooed on her sunning back 32 enveloping all of the moon at night— white chrysanthemums 33 safe from sun under nascent leaf a small fish 34 peeling paint from the drawing room— shadows flicker 35 a crescent in the western horizon— missing the moon 36 pausing between bites on the guava tree the parrots 37 a yellow snake slithers on the grass— dewy trail of love 38 moving between the fingers of a toddler the first winter rain 39 the wax drips down the long hard candle— a soft hum 40 taking a nap on oranges in his shop— a fruit vendor 41 switching on the hearing aid: wife’s warm soup 42 wet bodies of bathing women— full moon night 43 her lone grief melts in the candle wax evening’s dark floor 44 a pregnant clown on the squalid mattress— crying inside 45 gulmohar tree a girl with lilac awaits a rickshaw 46 lust in mirror models in lingerie: winter rain 47 her fingers push the roots into the earth— touch-me-not 48 the perfume from her armpits— yoga 49 a snake’s dead skin near the fence: she stands unmoving 50 after the tumble buried between the sheets leftover passion 51 the bed is short and the covering shorter— crouching alone 52 fingers feel decaying fireflies in lamplight 53 pigeons fly for shelter through smoke— blazing windows 54 looking for shade under the shapeless cloud a rag picker 55 alone the cell phone on her bed rings 56 bedside— our night clothes await washing 57 seeking for the white of the sky in your closed eyes 58 shell-shocked or frozen he stands in tears on hilltop craving nirvana 59 a moth struggling for life on wire 60 measures loneliness sip by sip at dining table 61 in the well studying her image a woman 62 filling emptiness of the room with ikebana 63 shaking the hand— couldn’t part with the henna on her palms 64 between virgin curves he deep breathes evening mist rests in the hollow 65 no letters today— addresses of his dead friends graying in diary 66 a lamp on the river— the breast in bridal grace waving in the gloaming 67 her smile arrival of spring at the bower 68 staring at each other two fishes in half-filled tank ready for truce 69 greeting the first rains after months of s

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    HAIKU: RAM KRISHNA SINGH, India 1 after the sunset wheels of a returning cart along the paddy 2 sea waves roll from faraway white peaks 3 traveling back from the waves of bliss a foam-leap 4 seeking smell in cactus flowers: late monsoon 5 sunrise behind the temple cloud’s edge 6 hanging door protector— Buddha 7 wiping his face under the umbrella an old man with books 8 reshuffling the shelves it’s only dust, in alleys sneezing scholarship 9 falling leaves-- a sheet of autumn in the courtyard 10 the blue white dapples on the canvas seeing the eye of silence 11 on a cycle he sells bouquets and roses peddling dream 12 a dead leaf hangs by a spider’s thread invisible in sun 13 a load of wood on her frail back— autumn evening 14 on a sheet of ice the chick trying to free itself from its mother’s claws 15 after cleaning the maid leaves behind an oily smell 16 the lone mushroom— a pregnant woman stares out of the window 17 vultures waiting for the remains of sacrifice on the temple tree 18 chrysanthemum on a mossy roof deeply rooted 19 night bombing oleander garden white as death 20 all night rain the gaping roof her shelter 21 moving shadows in the silence of the room— windows rattle 22 a dead voice calling up at dawn: drowsy eyes 23 still fresh in the hanky’s fold— jasmine 24 her presence some alien sensation in my veins 25 stoops to set pleats of her saree mid-August 26 after the party empty chairs in the lawn now moon and I 27 two lizards inside the switchboard turned on 28 ahead of us – racing hyacinths in the river 29 baked and cracked the sugarcane field melts into mud 30 suspended on the spider’s web a white flower 31 a butterfly rests on the butterfly tattooed on her sunning back 32 enveloping all of the moon at night— white chrysanthemums 33 safe from sun under nascent leaf a small fish 34 peeling paint from the drawing room— shadows flicker 35 a crescent in the western horizon— missing the moon 36 pausing between bites on the guava tree the parrots 37 a yellow snake slithers on the grass— dewy trail of love 38 moving between the fingers of a toddler the first winter rain 39 the wax drips down the long hard candle— a soft hum 40 taking a nap on oranges in his shop— a fruit vendor 41 switching on the hearing aid: wife’s warm soup 42 wet bodies of bathing women— full moon night 43 her lone grief melts in the candle wax evening’s dark floor 44 a pregnant clown on the squalid mattress— crying inside 45 gulmohar tree a girl with lilac awaits a rickshaw 46 lust in mirror models in lingerie: winter rain 47 her fingers push the roots into the earth— touch-me-not 48 the perfume from her armpits— yoga 49 a snake’s dead skin near the fence: she stands unmoving 50 after the tumble buried between the sheets leftover passion 51 the bed is short and the covering shorter— crouching alone 52 fingers feel decaying fireflies in lamplight 53 pigeons fly for shelter through smoke— blazing windows 54 looking for shade under the shapeless cloud a rag picker 55 alone the cell phone on her bed rings 56 bedside— our night clothes await washing 57 seeking for the white of the sky in your closed eyes 58 shell-shocked or frozen he stands in tears on hilltop craving nirvana 59 a moth struggling for life on wire 60 measures loneliness sip by sip at dining table 61 in the well studying her image a woman 62 filling emptiness of the room with ikebana 63 shaking the hand— couldn’t part with the henna on her palms 64 between virgin curves he deep breathes evening mist rests in the hollow 65 no letters today— addresses of his dead friends graying in diary 66 a lamp on the river— the breast in bridal grace waving in the gloaming 67 her smile arrival of spring at the bower 68 staring at each other two fishes in half-filled tank ready for truce 69 greeting the first rains after months of s

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    The Lone Mushroom and Other Haiku

    Загружено:

    Ram Krishna Singh
    HAIKU: RAM KRISHNA SINGH, India 1 after the sunset wheels of a returning cart along the paddy 2 sea waves roll from faraway white peaks 3 traveling back from the waves of bliss a foam-leap 4 seeking smell in cactus flowers: late monsoon 5 sunrise behind the temple cloud’s edge 6 hanging door protector— Buddha 7 wiping his face under the umbrella an old man with books 8 reshuffling the shelves it’s only dust, in alleys sneezing scholarship 9 falling leaves-- a sheet of autumn in the courtyard 10 the blue white dapples on the canvas seeing the eye of silence 11 on a cycle he sells bouquets and roses peddling dream 12 a dead leaf hangs by a spider’s thread invisible in sun 13 a load of wood on her frail back— autumn evening 14 on a sheet of ice the chick trying to free itself from its mother’s claws 15 after cleaning the maid leaves behind an oily smell 16 the lone mushroom— a pregnant woman stares out of the window 17 vultures waiting for the remains of sacrifice on the temple tree 18 chrysanthemum on a mossy roof deeply rooted 19 night bombing oleander garden white as death 20 all night rain the gaping roof her shelter 21 moving shadows in the silence of the room— windows rattle 22 a dead voice calling up at dawn: drowsy eyes 23 still fresh in the hanky’s fold— jasmine 24 her presence some alien sensation in my veins 25 stoops to set pleats of her saree mid-August 26 after the party empty chairs in the lawn now moon and I 27 two lizards inside the switchboard turned on 28 ahead of us – racing hyacinths in the river 29 baked and cracked the sugarcane field melts into mud 30 suspended on the spider’s web a white flower 31 a butterfly rests on the butterfly tattooed on her sunning back 32 enveloping all of the moon at night— white chrysanthemums 33 safe from sun under nascent leaf a small fish 34 peeling paint from the drawing room— shadows flicker 35 a crescent in the western horizon— missing the moon 36 pausing between bites on the guava tree the parrots 37 a yellow snake slithers on the grass— dewy trail of love 38 moving between the fingers of a toddler the first winter rain 39 the wax drips down the long hard candle— a soft hum 40 taking a nap on oranges in his shop— a fruit vendor 41 switching on the hearing aid: wife’s warm soup 42 wet bodies of bathing women— full moon night 43 her lone grief melts in the candle wax evening’s dark floor 44 a pregnant clown on the squalid mattress— crying inside 45 gulmohar tree a girl with lilac awaits a rickshaw 46 lust in mirror models in lingerie: winter rain 47 her fingers push the roots into the earth— touch-me-not 48 the perfume from her armpits— yoga 49 a snake’s dead skin near the fence: she stands unmoving 50 after the tumble buried between the sheets leftover passion 51 the bed is short and the covering shorter— crouching alone 52 fingers feel decaying fireflies in lamplight 53 pigeons fly for shelter through smoke— blazing windows 54 looking for shade under the shapeless cloud a rag picker 55 alone the cell phone on her bed rings 56 bedside— our night clothes await washing 57 seeking for the white of the sky in your closed eyes 58 shell-shocked or frozen he stands in tears on hilltop craving nirvana 59 a moth struggling for life on wire 60 measures loneliness sip by sip at dining table 61 in the well studying her image a woman 62 filling emptiness of the room with ikebana 63 shaking the hand— couldn’t part with the henna on her palms 64 between virgin curves he deep breathes evening mist rests in the hollow 65 no letters today— addresses of his dead friends graying in diary 66 a lamp on the river— the breast in bridal grace waving in the gloaming 67 her smile arrival of spring at the bower 68 staring at each other two fishes in half-filled tank ready for truce 69 greeting the first rains after months of s

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    HAIKU: RAM KRISHNA SINGH, India

    after the sunset


    wheels of a returning cart
    along the paddy

    sea waves
    roll from faraway
    white peaks

    traveling back
    from the waves of bliss
    a foam-leap

    seeking smell
    in cactus flowers:
    late monsoon

    sunrise
    behind the temple
    cloud’s edge

    hanging
    door protector—
    Buddha

    wiping his face


    under the umbrella
    an old man with books

    reshuffling the shelves


    it’s only dust, in alleys
    sneezing scholarship

    falling leaves--
    a sheet of autumn
    in the courtyard

    10

    the blue white dapples


    on the canvas seeing
    the eye of silence

    11

    on a cycle
    he sells bouquets and roses
    peddling dream
    12

    a dead leaf hangs


    by a spider’s thread
    invisible in sun

    13

    a load of wood
    on her frail back—
    autumn evening

    14

    on a sheet of ice
    the chick trying to free itself
    from its mother’s claws

    15

    after cleaning
    the maid leaves behind
    an oily smell

    16

    the lone mushroom—


    a pregnant woman
    stares out of the window

    17

    vultures waiting for


    the remains of sacrifice
    on the temple tree

    18

    chrysanthemum
    on a mossy roof
    deeply rooted

    19

    night bombing
    oleander garden
    white as death

    20

    all night rain


    the gaping roof
    her shelter

    21

    moving shadows
    in the silence of the room—
    windows rattle

    22

    a dead voice
    calling up at dawn:
    drowsy eyes
    23

    still fresh
    in the hanky’s fold—
    jasmine

    24

    her presence
    some alien sensation
    in my veins

    25

    stoops to set
    pleats of her saree
    mid-August

    26

    after the party


    empty chairs in the lawn
    now moon and I

    27

    two lizards
    inside the switchboard
    turned on

    28

    ahead of us –
    racing hyacinths
    in the river

    29

    baked and cracked


    the sugarcane field
    melts into mud

    30

    suspended
    on the spider’s web
    a white flower

    31

    a butterfly rests
    on the butterfly tattooed
    on her sunning back

    32

    enveloping
    all of the moon at night—
    white chrysanthemums

    33

    safe from sun


    under nascent leaf
    a small fish
    34

    peeling paint
    from the drawing room—
    shadows flicker

    35

    a crescent
    in the western horizon—
    missing the moon

    36

    pausing between bites


    on the guava tree
    the parrots

    37

    a yellow snake
    slithers on the grass—
    dewy trail of love

    38

    moving between
    the fingers of a toddler
    the first winter rain

    39

    the wax drips


    down the long hard candle—
    a soft hum

    40

    taking a nap
    on oranges in his shop—
    a fruit vendor

    41

    switching on
    the hearing aid:
    wife’s warm soup

    42

    wet bodies
    of bathing women—
    full moon night

    43

    her lone grief


    melts in the candle wax
    evening’s dark floor

    44

    a pregnant clown
    on the squalid mattress—
    crying inside
    45

    gulmohar tree
    a girl with lilac
    awaits a rickshaw

    46

    lust in mirror
    models in lingerie:
    winter rain

    47

    her fingers push


    the roots into the earth—
    touch-me-not

    48

    the perfume
    from her armpits—
    yoga

    49

    a snake’s dead skin


    near the fence:
    she stands unmoving

    50

    after the tumble


    buried between the sheets
    leftover passion

    51

    the bed is short


    and the covering shorter—
    crouching alone

    52

    fingers feel
    decaying fireflies
    in lamplight

    53

    pigeons fly
    for shelter through smoke—
    blazing windows

    54

    looking for shade


    under the shapeless cloud
    a rag picker

    55

    alone
    the cell phone on her bed
    rings
    56

    bedside—
    our night clothes
    await washing

    57

    seeking for
    the white of the sky
    in your closed eyes

    58

    shell-shocked or frozen
    he stands in tears on hilltop
    craving nirvana

    59

    a moth
    struggling for life
    on wire

    60

    measures loneliness
    sip by sip
    at dining table

    61

    in the well
    studying her image
    a woman

    62

    filling
    emptiness of the room
    with ikebana

    63

    shaking the hand—


    couldn’t part with the henna
    on her palms

    64

    between virgin curves


    he deep breathes evening mist
    rests in the hollow

    65

    no letters today—
    addresses of his dead friends
    graying in diary

    66

    a lamp on the river—


    the breast in bridal grace
    waving in the gloaming
    67

    her smile
    arrival of spring
    at the bower

    68

    staring at each other


    two fishes in half-filled tank
    ready for truce

    69

    greeting the first rains


    after months of soaring heat—
    the lone mango falls

    70

    making holes
    in the wooden cross
    white ants

    71

    cloud over cloud


    darken earth and hide stars:
    dawn and dust one

    72

    her wet lingerie reveals


    more than her body:
    I drown in her sea

    73

    icy bed:
    moving the pillow
    closer to hers

    74

    seeking good news


    I watch the lines on my palms
    taking new turns

    75

    prolonged rains keep


    dahlias from blooming—
    seeds die again

    76

    a dead man
    couldn’t keep standing
    lies in dust

    77

    she resents
    remembering Allah
    in her car
    78

    death in silence speaks


    moonlight cleaves to the body
    peace gropes for poems

    79

    dragons play whirlwind


    among the clouds meet and rain
    unite earth and sky

    80

    the mirror is so small


    I can’t see the ocean
    beyond my own look

    --Ram Krishna Singh

    email:
    profrksingh@gmail.com

    web: http://rksingh.blogspot.com

    Address:
    Professor R.K. Singh
    Head, Dept of Humanities & Social Sciences
    ` Indian School of Mines
    DHANBAD 826004

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