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Ikebana Moon (Haiku-style poems)by Khin Aung Aye(translated by Thi Ha Thu)

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  • Ikebana Moon

    Ikebana Moon (Haiku-style poems)by Khin Aung Aye

    Translated by Thi Ha Thu

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  • Khin Aung Aye

    Prologue for Ikebana Moon Without any special intention, on April 25 night I wrote Haiku-style poems. In one sitting, the same night. I used Haiku-style because I dare not to say the poems are Haikus. I followed 5-7-5 format almost exactly (except for some). I didnt use Season-al symbols in most of them. Japanese language and Myanmar language are different. But I tried to keep the essence: short-but-effective and food-for-thought (lead the reader to further imagination) of Haiku. And I experimented with contemporary poetry writing methods as well. After the poems were fi nished, I didnt do anything about them. But one day, out of the blue, I wanted to make an e-book and reached out to Tin Min Htet. Without hesitating, he agreed to help create an e-book. At the same time, I asked Thi Ha Thu if he could do the translation and I didnt have to ask twice, he also agreed and now the Ikebana Moon e-book is in your hands. Thus, please thank to both of them.

    May you all be satisfi ed and happy from reading the poems. Khin Aung Aye5 May 2015, Phra Pradaeng, Bangkok 18:52

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    1The lips of the night

    Rubbed by the coo of the doveMoon, Ikebana.

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    2Seen in minute details

    Through the full grown green leavesPassionate Gita.

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    3The towel being hung on

    It is the colour of straweberryStill longing for.

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    4In the deep deep forest

    The departing lights are radiatingI am unable to see.

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    5At the cemetery

    The smell of burning joss sticksPaying respect to long gone grandparents.

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    6The roof sunshade

    The dripping sound of waterDeluded with rain.

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    7Inside the yellow coloured soap holder

    The small white pieceScrubbing hard the dirt.

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    8Step backward inch by inchIn the rays of departing sun

    Together is the yearning.

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    9Unfold the map

    Start from which step?The journey of ageing.

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    10Tick-tock of the clock

    Pushing all the wayTowards the cliff.

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    11Flowers and butterfl ies

    Perfect with their beautyUseless me.

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    12Along the staircase

    The holes of mistakeI slipped.

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    13The invisible rope;

    The strongest of allIs tying me.

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    14On the Thanak* Kyauk Pyin**

    Grinding the bundles of dried herbsOnly to cure pimples.

    * Thanaka is a yellowish-white cosmetic paste made from ground bark** Kyauk Pyin is a circular stone slab which has a channel round the im for

    the water to drain into and Thanaka cream is made by grinding the bark of a thanaka tree with a small amount of water.

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    15Like a calf

    Would like to hug tightlyMother and son, both are old...

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    16No longer young any more

    Wants to receive a warm welcomeLearning to write some poetry.

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    17A star in the sky

    But inside my handkerchiefMuch more stars.

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    18The scent of the storm

    March of the ants on the wallHide the sugar dispenser.

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    19Impetuous passion of human being

    Seen along the river bank; mont-lay-pway*Think about it.

    *mont-lay-pway: burmese rice crispy

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    20Shwe Late Pyar Anyein,*

    Win Win Aye, lead dancer from Saung Anyein,Webs of our age.

    *Anyein: non-dramatic performance where a female artistedances and sings to the accompaniment of light music and is

    usually supported by comedians.

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    21Under the dead bodyThe scent of marrow

    Contrition all over the place.

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    22In tranquility

    Mind is hard to dwell inTroubled human being.

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    23Till the hands go numb

    Press hard and writeGazing hopelessly.

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    24Secret of the still water

    Corrodes the centrepointFundamental error.

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    25Sitting with the back straight

    Being in the mindfulness stateBody and Mind; the universe.

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    26An ambulance passed

    With the loud sirensWriting poetry; uninterrupted.

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    27Orange and appleDifferent identities

    Inconvenience for me.

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