an uncut rock
under the banyan
the memory
One day in December, a frail man, almost eighty years of age — JK as he’s affectionately called — sits with his eyes closed under the famed banyan tree in his residence. There’s pin-drop silence as people wait for the master to speak … birds returning to their nests go in and out of song. Forty-five minutes later he looks up smilingly and says, “the birds have said everything I wanted to say today.”
breathless across the river the moon where I began
First published in Modern Haiku.
Kala co-edited the award winning Naad Anunaad: an Anthology of Contemporary World Haiku (Vishwakarma Publication 2016, Pune), Wishbone Moon (Jacar Press 2018, USA) and EquiVerse SPACE (Notion Press 2018, Mumbai), co-authored with Marlene Mountain the e-book one-line twos (Bones Journal 2016, Denmark), authored a tanka e-chapbook Uunseen Arc (Snapshot Press 2017, UK) and two print books: Haiku and the Companion Activity Book (Katha Books 2010, reprint 2017, New Delhi) and Beyond the Horizon Beyond Haiku & Haibun (Vishwakarma Publication 2017, Pune).
Banyan tree photograph by Kiran Gobi.
Most beautifully posted, Wren Tuatha.
So happy to have my haibun on Califragile
Thanks a million
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Beautiful, Kala.
marion
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Thank you so much, Marion _()_
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