Thursday, September 22, 2016

Romanian Monthly Kukai Results September 2016

Theme: using the word plum

Special Prize

plum season –
the grandson more often
at his grandma’s

Claudia Ramona Codau


First Place

night in the hammock -
Big Dipper charged
with ripe plums

Florin Florian

Second Place

a dish lacking –
tasting bitter this year
the plum jam

Petru-Ioan Gârda

Third Place

on the way to school
repeating division –
first plums

Roxana Dumitrache

Fourth Place

years of drought –
just a stack of wood
from father’s plum trees

Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

Fifth Place

dry plums -
the widow counts
her wrinkles

Dan Iulian

Sixth Place

dry plums -
grandma’s oven
has also collapsed

Vasile Conioși-Mesteșanu

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Weekly Romanian Kukai no. 456

First Place – Luminița Ignea

uncultivated field -
the old lady looks at the fair
for alms’ wheat

Second Place – Petru-Ioan Gârda

St Mary’s Day –
the storks prepared
for pilgrimage

Third Place – Rodica P. Calotă

traces of sparrows
in the dust on the road –
cuneiform script

Third Place – Ion Cuzuioc

great drought –
the horse waits for his owner
to take the first sip

Mention – Luminița Ignea

chicory flower -
the watery eyes of the mother
more faded

Mention – Cezar-Florin Ciobîcă

heatwave -
the little girl undresses
her dolls

Mention – Argentina Stanciu

lying on the grass -
a cricket’s song
close to the sky

Mention – Cezar-Florin Ciobîcă

mill in ruins -
only the crickets grinding
the moonlight

Mention – Costin Iliescu

new nest in a tree -
the straw hat
taken by the wind

Mention – Valeria Tamaș

gift on my birthday -
with branches in full bloom
the old acacia tree

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Romanian Monthly Kukai July 2016

Theme: using mulberry, summer kigo

Special Prize

dinner under the wild strawberries –
riddled with mulberries
the moon in bowls
Rodica P. Calota

First Place

the old white mulberry tree -
the starlings darkening
even its shadow

Vasile Conioși-Mesteșanu

Second Place

dinner under the wild strawberries –
riddled with mulberries
the moon in bowls

Rodica P. Calota

Third Place

back home -
sweeter than ever
the black mulberries

Argentina Stanciu

Fourth Place

mulberries on the sidewalk –
as sweet as ever the traces
of childhood

Grigore Chitul

Fifth Place

mulberry season -
washing non-stop
mother’s hands

Valeria Tamaș

Sixth Place

alone in the night -
the silk road goes over
a mulberry

Mihai Mateiciuc

ripe mulberries -
a glimpse of her breast through
the broken lace

Bea Hurmuz

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Results of the National Tanka Contest, First Edition, 2016

In the first edition of this contest, a special event in Romania, 32 authors took part.

The jury, formed by

Șerban Codrin,
Magdalena Dale and
Laura Văceanu,

has decided:

First Place
Ana Drobot, Bucharest

empty windows
allowing the sky
among the ruins –
I am looking for shades of blue
to fill your absence

Second Place
Grigore Chitul

the last ray
gliding beneath the eyelids
like a tear –
the sunset’s shadows
slowly fill the silence

Third Place
Ana Urma 

climbing the path
after the days and nights
of waiting -
in the irises filled with dew
a beam of light

Mention 1
Maria Tirenescu

white petals
scattered in the wind
fill the park today –
you promised that you would come
but I am all alone

Mention 2
Liliana Negoi

in the old shell
you can still hear
the sound of the sea -
otherwise, the entire house
is so quiet...

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Weekly Romanian Kukai no. 451

First Place – Cezar-Florin Ciobîcă

in jail -
on a blank piece of paper the first
free verse

Second Place – Costin Iliescu

the ladder of the tower -
the old guard climbs
the steps in his daydreams

Third Place – Cezar-Florin Ciobîcă

big heat -
a grasshopper under the morning

Mention – Rodica P. Calotă

spirogyra –
suddenly the rowers bring
the sky to the shore

Mention – Luminița Ignea

convalescence -
a blade of dandelion
rises out of the asphalt

Mention – Petru-Ioan Gârda

nursing home -
a butterfly struggling
on the closed window

Mention – Grigore Chitul

rain shower in the park -
the perfume of locust trees
left aside

Mention – Cezar-Florin Ciobîcă

birthplace -
the old lime tree spraying its scent
over the memories

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Weekly Romanian Kukai no. 450

First Place – Petru Ioan Gârda
grandma’s house –
only the morning glory
hanging on the clothes line

Second Place – Cezar Ciobîcă

after the storm -
lighted by pollen
the linden tree’s shadow

Second Place – Petru-Ioan Gârda

wedding guests on the train -
this time the money
is gathered by the godfather

Second Place – Constantin Iliescu

coffee grinder -
the crank scrolling
life’s movie

Third Place – Violeta Urdă

low quality oriental song in the fields -
hiding in a bag
a cricket

Mention – Marcela Ignătescu

crying with hiccups -
the waves swinging
the girl’s doll

Mention – Ana Urma

the hovel in the field -
no longer fitting in the windows
so much sun

Mention – Ion Cuzuioc

mowing the grass -
towards the sunset only the stars
on dad’s shirt

Mention – Corneliu Traian Atanasiu

full summer -
fiercer the burned leaf’s
smell under the acacias

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Comments on the Poems in Weekly Romanian Kukai no. 449

A few comments on the poems that were awarded prizes.

serving tea -
in the chipped cup
full moon

It is understandable that a custom is even more durable when the object used is older. A small chipped cup is preferred for its long-time fidelity and the stigma it wears from the harm it got while doing its job. The Japanese name for this uniformity and lack of symmetry combined with the mark of time is sabishia. After all, what is important is that, despite its chipping, the cup can reflect, as a wound, but equally faithfylly, the roundness of the moon.

a white butterfly
sitting on my chest -
I can barely breathe

No, this is not about a pressing weight. It is just the fear of not chasing him away. It is about mastering your emotion.

lullaby -
in the mother's rocking chair
a bouquet of poppies

Lullaby, a swing and a rocking chair. Are these not the same thing? Eloquent in their silence, the poppies sing a lullaby. Perhaps the same one as the mother does and that the son’s gesture recovers and pays it homage. The swinging is a kind of relief.

sun’s ascent -
bent towards the ground
the heavy spikes

    The tension is balanced. The spikes bend not just as a sign of homage to the sun but also as a sign that they cherish its gold.

scorching sun -
in the fountain’s bucket
the cool day

    The cool day and the scorching heat compensate for one another. And today they live in harmony.

orchards in flames -
everything started from
a ripe cherry

    The visual miracle proves to be one of the plants’ development. Of life that is not repressed.

fatigue -
on the floral dress
a live butterfly

We do not know if what is mentioned in the first part concerns the status of the artificial flowers, of the accidental fatigue of the butterfly or the temptation of the dress (for any observer that gives his philanderer’s attention).

deep water -
the whirl slowly absorbs

    Allegorically speaking, the poem captures the meditation, the silent whirlwind of thoughts that slowly sip the moonlight and store it in deep inside the soul. The mirroring that steals from the depths.

only a brief respite -
over the scythes’ shine
grasshoppers’ jumps

The picture is wonderful. The respite of the workers unleashes the locusts. Which are there at the right place, just in front of the right mirror.

alone on the platform -
shaking off its flowers
a bitter cherry

What would loneliness be like without these almost reproving cues? The dismantled platform, the cherry tree in bloom with nobody to witness this, the bitterness of words.

a crippled man admiring
the arms of a tree -
it too has a stump!

    Empathy. Without discrimination and boundaries.

(Corneliu Traian Atanasiu)