Soaring voices (three tanka)

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Three tanka published in
Gusts No. 37 Contemporary Tanka, Canada,
Spring/Summer 2023  

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I grow old now
and dream of a journey
I will never take
. . . the aurora borealis
dances, but does it sing?

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the emptiness
of losing a friend—
never understanding
what I did or
what you felt I did

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such soaring voices
      pure soprano & alto notes
in a boys’ choir
each singer’s gift destined
to change course

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Notes:

(1) All tanka by Mary Kendall © 2023
(2) Photo by stein egil liland
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Catching Up with Ribbons (tanka)

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Ribbons, the journal of the Tanka Society of America is a favorite of all tanka poets. It’s always an honor to have poems accepted for publication. Here are some from the last two issues.

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Ribbons Winter 2023: Volume 19, Number 1

 

crisp golden leaves
ready themselves for flight
. . . I was just five
when you walked out
and left us all behind

 

Also, in Ribbons’ Tanka Hangout:

winter winds
wildly whip limbs
boughs & branches –
come closer and hear
my heart hum along

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Plus a collaboration with Christine L. Villa–her beautiful art and my tanka that was inspired by it:

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WINTER RIBBONS Mary Kendall thinner font

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Ribbons Fall 2022: Volume 18, Number 3

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the unmistakable scent
of ripe Anjou pears –
remembering
his low voice as he read
Verlaine aloud

lovely yellow pear

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‘Tanka Studio’ in Ribbons Fall 2022

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speaking in an even tone
that gives nothing away,
your inscrutable gaze
was always a challenge
for me to decipher

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All poems (c)by Mary Kendall

Springtime in Verse with Mary Kendall

Springtime in Verse is a series of blog posts inviting you to learn and gather around poetry with the Ackland. Today’s featured poet is Mary Kendall.

Mary has shared a selection of her tanka poems in celebration of the Museum’s current exhibition, Lotus Moon and Nandina Staff: The Art of Ōtagaki Rengetsu and Nakahara Nantenbō. Follow our blog throughout the month of April to enjoy more original works by celebrated North Carolina poets. We are so pleased to present to you this exhibition and the original works written by poets from the local community.

plum blossoms—
watching you
struggle for so long
I remember how brief
a season is

all those words
I wish I could forget . . .
the smoothness
of dark pebbles
clutched in my hand

from slabs
of common clay
delicate cups
that hold the scent
of jasmine tea

whistling wings
of Tundra swans
over the marshes
. . . what is this power
you hold over me

past the edge
of darkness, an owl swoops
and grabs a vole
. . . reckoning comes
at lightning speed

the pale twilight
of a hospital room
fading, fading
as you said
your last goodbyes

a soft rain falls
as you work in the garden …
what I’d give to read
the chapters of your life
you never share

stopping to study
fritillaries, tulips
and jonquils –
the sudden way
you take my hand

Mary Kendall  lives in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. She is a retired reading teacher and the author of two books, A Giving Garden, a children’s poetry/photography book (co-authored with Debbie Suggs) and Erasing the Doubt, a chapbook of free verse (Finishing Line Press, 2015).

In 2023, her third book, The Last Camellia, will be published. It is a collection of both tanka and haiku as well as some haiga.

Mary has a poetry blog called  A Poet in Time.

Having written poetry for many years, Mary fell in love with Japanese short form poetry about twelve years ago. Tanka is her great love, a form that feels most natural to her as a lyric and meditative poet, but she loves the challenge and discipline of writing haiku and senryu as well. She creates haiga and tankaand has published a good number of each. Her poetry has been published in many print and online journals such as The Heron’s Nest, Acorn, Modern Haiku, Presence, Blithe Spirit, Eucalypt, Kokako, Wild Plum Journal, A Hundred Gourds, Ribbons, Gusts, Skylark, Failed Haiku, hedgerow, Prune Juice, Under the Basho,and Rattle. Some of her poems have received various honors in poetry contests and one was nominated for the Pushcart Prize.

ABOUT THE EXHIBITION
Lotus Moon and Nandina Staff presents and contrasts the work of two major Japanese artists of the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, taking its title from translations of their names. Ōtagaki Rengetsu (1791-1875) was a Buddhist nun who became very well known as an important poet focusing on the traditional wakaverse form, rendering her poems in elegant but strong calligraphy on paper and on ceramics that she often formed herself; Nakahara Nantenbō (1839-1925) was an influential and strict Zen Master famous for his energetically and expressively brushed calligraphy and paintings.

Scent of beeswax

I am still catching up with published poetry. Blithe Spirit is the publication of the British Haiku Society. They selected two haiku and two tanka of mine to publish in the winter issue.

Blithe Spirit Fall/Winter Issue 2022

 

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brevity
the ripeness
of a pear

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children
fragile as blossoms
learning to let go

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fragrant spices, each
with a story to tell,
a bit of this, dash of that
     my pen moves as if
propelled by a stranger
 

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scent of beeswax
melting as we draw
invisible designs
on our pysanky eggs—
forgotten childhood

 

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Stinging nettles

 

 

 

stinging nettles –
things that were said
I can’t forget

 

 

The Heron’s Nest
Volume XXIV, Number 4: December, 2022

 

 

 

The last plum blossom, etc. (a mix of tanka and haiku)

The lovely New Zealand journal, Kokaku, published two haiku and two tanka in their fall issue: Kokaku #37, 2022.

Kokaku #37,  2022

evening web –
the last plum blossom
caught fast

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corner flower shop –
if only our lives were
arranged so well

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quick twists and turns
of rutting deer ~
another season passes
adrift in colours
of passion and promise

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This tanka appeared on my blog last month but was from this issue (37):

a tiny fawn dead
by the side of the road –
I close my eyes & imagine
all those children lost
in Ukraine strikes

 

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