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These illustration come from Katha's 'the first anthology of indian haiku'. Where kala, dr. vidur jyoti and dr. johannes manjrekar have brought t… Read More
These illustration come from Katha's 'the first anthology of indian haiku'. Where kala, dr. vidur jyoti and dr. johannes manjrekar have brought together 35 haiku poets from india. India which draws so much sustenance from the nature and her seasons, is only just waking up to this addictive art form. Read Less
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Haiku poems from 'An Anthology of Indian Haiku', a compilation of 35 Indian haiku poets' poetry by Kala, Johannes manjrekar and Maju Kapoor.
monsoon cloud
a herd of water buffalo
wades into the pond

sanjay chakravarati
only their eyes...
buffaloes swim through
the rain swollen river
angelee deodhar
morning peace 
vanishes with the arrival
of my newspaper

vishnu kapoor
vacations end
my small black notebook
brings home the mountain

raju samal
blurry sonograph...
she is insecure
even in the womb

reshma jain
i gather
one moon after
another
into my hands
the river keeps giving

r k singh
night walk
i slow down
near the jasmine bush

johannes manjrekar
sudden rain—
umbrellas mushroom
on the street

gautam nadkarni
high noon—
by the car a girl stand 
on her shadow

kalpana r j
the crow
sweeps in like an eagle
i discover
i do things
like my mother

kala
emptying my bag
the pebble makes me
think of the hill again

k ramesh
country drive—
the one-legged scarecrow
heckled by sparrows

sunil uniyal
change

saturday evening, tried and hungry, I'm eating a puff at
the roadside tea stall. A young boy comes up to beg, his 
younger sister in row. one or two rupees, he says. His sister
says nothing, merely stares at me wide-eyed.

i have no loose change. Before I can tell the boy so, he pats 
the pocket of his ragged shorts. I have change, he says half 
proudly, half smiling. 

I can change you a tenner, even fifteen rupees.

evening moon
i wipe my glasses
all over again


johannes manjrekar
sharing an umbrella
your wet left shoulder
my right one

angelee deodhar
a light breeze
the moon in the birdbath
shivers

angelee deodhar