Saturday, August 1, 2020

In Love

frosted glass -
carelessly two butterflies
taste the heat

If you want to see a scene, you have to make up for the omissions. The frosted glass, in contrast to the heat, suggests a shady place, where, at a small table, someone has retreated looking at the meadow over which butterflies flutter. In the drowsiness of noon, all the breath tends to take shelter from the relentless heat of the sun. Only butterflies run carelessly in a zig-zag pattern.
The playfulness and the squeak of the two butterflies are but only the signs of a zeal for which the heat does not matter anymore. The drink is inside and they have already caught its taste. And the refinements. If they were good at poetry, they would no doubt say that they were carried by a wind through drunkenness.

Comment by Corneliu Traian Atanasiu

Friday, July 17, 2020

Printing and digitization

database -
grandmother's calendar
nailed

Dincă Valerian

In the first instance, the text sends us to certain things that it evokes together with their real contexts. The first part is in fact a metonymy for the vast field of digitalization of today's world. A field that intertwines the real with the virtual. The second evokes something much more concrete and individualized - a wall calendar. Leaving some ambiguity on its format, it could be a sheet with all the religious holidays marked throughout a year or as a 365-page book, one for each day of the year. It is important to specify: nailed, ie hanging on the wall.
However, the mention of setting the calendar takes us back. The figurative meaning of the expression nailed draws our attention to the unchanging, the lack of evolution, a sufficient inflexibility, a dead end. From now on we are directed towards the field of information and towards two different epochs that the evoked ones symbolize.
Grandma's calendar becomes a symbol of the press, and it is also a revolutionary moment in the democratization of information. But now, compared to digitization, obviously old-fashioned, it opened, in his time, the access of many to information, to the written document, determining their schooling and literacy. The database is a name that involves software, a lot of applications, which hoards the information, organizes and processes it, keeping it at the disposal of some beneficiaries to whom it facilitates as much as possible the access to it. In addition to the huge size of a database, it can benefit from a permanent enrichment and renewal of the organization. It is not nailed but extremely flexible, capable of evolution.
I remember my grandmother. We, the grandchildren, taught her to read and sign (when she retired and was receiving her pension). All her freshly literate life she uttered what was written in a thin book of prayers.

Comment by Corneliu Traian Atanasiu

Sunday, May 10, 2020

Romanian Weekly Kukai no. 651

First Place – Mihai Talașman

grandma’s house -
mended by a spider
broken window

Second Place – Cecilia Birca

closed school -
the spider draws his web
over the world map

Third Place – Ion Cuzuioc

abandoned orchard -
hanging on to weeds
sunset

Third Place – Mihai Pascaru

early morning –
in the flower girl’s basket
a peony yawns

Mention – Mihai Pascaru

morning prayer -
on a spider's thread
dew drops

Mention 2 – Cristina Apetrei

rainbow in the window -
completely dry in the schoolbag
watercolours

Mention 2 – Cornel C. Costea

walking together –
a beetle takes a sit
on the hat

Mention 3 – Ion Cuzuioc

ripe cherries –
elegantly dressed
the scarecrow

Mention 3 – Cristina Apetrei

after the rain -
the old acacia's shadow
not fitting in the puddle

Monday, April 13, 2020

Daily Haiku for 13 April

arrivals and departures -
swallows’ nests
in the old train station

Argentina Stanciu


We deal with an empathic-ironic way of taking over the duties of a station decommissioned by the bieds. A perpetual movement of going to and fro revitalizes the building. The swallows have found a more stable shelter there. For the human beings, the train station is abandoned and ruined, but for the birds it has a secure future. A muffled, slightly acid lyrical compensation. (Comment by Corneliu Traian Atanasiu)

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Romanian Monthly Kukai March 2020

Special Prize

early thaw -
the child changes the book
with the makeup kit

Argentina Stanciu


First Place

old cross -
the thaw makes lighter
Jesus’ cross


Cezar Florescu


Second Place

first thaw -
sky and earth
in a puddle


Ioana Bud



Third Place

thaw on a mountain lake -
crushed among trouts
Polar Star


Ion Rășinaru



Fourth Place

thaw weather –
the antique dealer gets out
his table with old books

Mona Iordan



defrosted river -
the night carriages starting
full of stars

Lucreția Horvath


Fifth Place

window thaw -
dripping from the flower
the last petal

Ion Cuzuioc



Sixth Place


early thaw -
heartbeats
are getting faster

Béa Hurmuz


late thaws -
on the old woman's shirt
only rivers

Mihai Pascaru

Tuesday, March 31, 2020

haiku poem

quarantine line -
the buds pop to the rhythm
of the jackhammer

Corneliu Traian Atanasiu

Wednesday, March 25, 2020

Weekly Romanian Kukai no 644

First Place – Cornel C. Costea

state of emergency -
plenty of sparrows
in the school yard


Second Place – Dana Ene

time for thaw -
a wheel of the Big Dipper
skidding


Third Place – Mihai Talașman

poppy seed -
a tiny grain gives birth to
a supernova


Mention1 – Mirela Brăilean

the rotten fence –
the cherry trees in the orchard
beaten by blooms


Mention2– Luminița Ignea

seclusion -
even the moon’s face
with a mask of clouds


Mention3 – Cecilia Birca

deserted city -
the bees’ buzz
reviving the street