2021 Japan Fair Haiku Contest

First Place

        a shimmer of trout

        in the osprey’s talon

        summer’s end

                Tom Bierovic, DeLand, Florida

We get an immediate and resonant feeling from this poem. The likely end of the trout’s life echoes with the ending of summer, which evokes a feeling sadness for endings. The poem also exemplifies important aspects of haiku craft. We begin with a strong image of a trout, with the arresting perception that its scales are shimmering, followed by the surprise of discovering that this trout is in the talons of a bird of prey. Perhaps the bird is flying, but it could be on a rock or in a tree, which is a detail the reader can add in interacting with the image. What’s most important, however, is the shift to the last line, a juxtaposition equivalent to the kireji or cutting word in Japanese haiku. It also includes a seasonal reference, in the tradition of using a kigo or season word. All together the poem offers everything we could wish for in both traditional and modern haiku.

Second Place

        beneath the blossoms

        she counts her years

        on one hand

                Sasha A. Palmer, Baltimore, Maryland

We can picture cherry blossoms here, and a young child who is younger than six. The ephemerality of the blossoms echoes with the fleetingness of childhood. We can also feel a sense of delight and wonder in this poem, with the blossoms serving as a seasonal reference. This is a moment that is pleasing to partake in, and pleasing to share.

Third Place

        early jacaranda

        I don't want to go back

        to normal

                Lynn H. Allgood, Pasadena, California

Jacaranda blossoms are a vibrant purple, and you can immediately picture Southern California, if you’ve experienced jacaranda there. This seasonal occurrence is juxtaposed with a stated feeling, surely a reference to the Covid-19 pandemic lockdown. We can empathize with the idea of not wanting to go back to a pre-pandemic normal, perhaps because of an increased appreciation for nature. A key word here, though, is “early,” which leaves the poem open-ended as we contemplate its emotional effect in relation to the pandemic.

Adult Honorable Mentions (in order)

        стая журавлей

        отпускаю руку

        внука

        letting go

        of my grandson’s hand

        a flock of cranes

                Nicolay Grankin, Krasnodar, Russia

Cranes in some cultures are a symbol of longevity, which produces overtones when paired with the relationship between the grandparent and grandchild. In addition, we are presented with a mystery—why does the grandparent release the grandson’s hand? Surely because of a sense of wonder at seeing the cranes. But what’s unstated is that perhaps the grandchild is rushing forward, and that’s why the hand may be released. This is a vibrant and buoyant poem.

        morning light

        blossoms along

        an abandoned platform

                Benedetta Cardone, Massa, Italy

The key word in this poem is “abandoned,” which makes us wonder why. And just as the usefulness of a train station platform has passed, so too the fallen blossoms are ephemeral. Even the trains are implied, how they too come and go, and may now be gone from this station forever. And yet there’s a hint of promise here, because of the morning light, suggesting the potential of a full day ahead.

        lockdown

        the swings sway

        without children

                Mona Bedi, Delhi, India

We have had a challenging year with the coronavirus pandemic. It is only fitting that haiku acknowledge this challenge and all its losses. We can imagine this swing set at a school or a neighborhood playground, which the children have not been allowed to use. The wind sways the swings, and we can only hope it’s a wind of change, welcoming more normal days to come. However, another meaning is possible. The lockdown could possibly refer to an active shooter being in the building, a much darker and sadder possibility, yet even that is worth noting in haiku poetry.

Youth Honorable Mentions (in order)

        cherry blossoms

        I will never be

        such a good poet

                Andreea Buzuc, Botosani, Romania, age 13

Many possible meanings in this poem. The cherry blossoms are so “poetic” that this young writer may feel incapable of reaching that standard of eloquence and beauty. It also suggests all the thousands of haiku, maybe even millions, that have been written about this hallowed subject, in Japan and elsewhere. The refreshing conclusion is that, with this poem’s humility, the poet is that good a poet.

        lockdown

        my friends replaced

        by teddy bears

                Sebastian Ciobica, Botosani, Romania, age 9

The sad reality of our pandemic year is that many children have been going to school virtually, online, and have been denied the play and interaction of being in the classroom or at recess between classes. No wonder this poet’s friends have been replaced, but we can trust that it’s only temporary.

        one by one

        the stars pass from sight

        cherry blossoms

                Ana Olaru, Botosani, Romania, age 13

At dawn, as the sky lightens, the stars fade. But in this case one sort of beauty is replaced by another, as they cherry blossoms gain color in the brightening light. The number of blossoms may even be seen to mirror the number of stars. The seasonal reference in the last line, and the poem’s two-part structure, and its emotional effect, as with all of the other poems selected in this year’s contest, serve to exemplify the traditional aesthetics of haiku in both Japan and around the world.

About the Judge

Michael Dylan Welch is founder of National Haiku Writing Month and the Seabeck Haiku Getaway, cofounder of the Haiku North America conference and the American Haiku Archives, webmaster for Haiku Northwest, and president of the Redmond Association of Spokenword. He was keynote speaker for the 2013 Haiku International Association conference in Tokyo and has been teaching haiku for thirty years. His haiku have won numerous prizes and have been translated into at least twenty languages. Michael’s website, devoted mostly to haiku, is www.graceguts.com.