Showing posts with label Cara Holman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cara Holman. Show all posts

Friday, May 3, 2013

shroud

our last goodbye
pine trees shrouded
by the mist
--Cara Holman


abandoned chapel -
spiders weaving around Jesus
another shroud
--Cezar F. Ciobîca,Botoani, Romania


Cara's 'last' goodbye is jolting, the reader is startled into attentiveness; the finality of Line One is sharp and cutting; 'last' is a well used, better than say 'final'; and carrying much the same weight. This final adieu; is received in a scene of confusion, unexplained, just like the mist of Line Two encrouching upon the strong, supposedly evergreens, one looks to with an eternity kind of gaze; but even these are seasonly cut down, but such thoughts are not in fore front of the gazer. What compels, is its strength and length of days. Line Two, extends the preface of the opening Line, to tell a deeply emotive tale of finality, loss and confusion.

Yet again in Cezar's haiku, the phrase of Line One sets the pace; feelings of dessertion and loneliness are evoked, in the reader, and the theme continues in resonance, with activity only of spiders. There is at another level a story of cause and consequence; in abandoning our spiritual self, we place ourselves in darkness

Where Cara used juxtaposition, Cezar opted to resonance to bridge the ideas of fragment
and phrase into two profound,intense winning haiku.

Our kukai have found both these haiku worthy to share first place spotlight

Well done Cara, Well done Cezar
--gillena cox
Caribbean Kigo Kukai - founder/coordinator



The kigo for this kukai was shroud

Sunday, August 26, 2012

high school graduation


graduation day
I fold my program
into a fan
--Cara Holman

A nice crisp ku, everything that needs to be intimated is there in capsuled; and as well, all that Cara wants to tell us is stated; one gets the feeling of a deliberately written haiku, not the ones you agonize over: too many syllables, too cluttered, too vague; none of these issues, it seems plagued the writer; much like the action in Line Two, was this graduation story executed.
I picture the persona seated, with an inherent sense of knowing as to the proceedings going on around of her; and a kind of sated state overwhelms her, a done deal in her mind. She vicariously contains it all and folds it into an artful elementary action.

Well done Cara
gillena cox
Caribbean Kigo Kukai - founder/co ordinator

In the past, hand fans were used not only as cooling instruments, but also as convenient communication devices, mainly for transmitting more or less furtive love messages.


The Theme for the kukai was 'high school graduation'