tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24646870102340618562024-02-19T13:59:40.221+07:00A Drifter and His HaikuSomeday, there'll be a book out of this.Wahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.comBlogger672125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-5640589061781773552018-10-23T23:19:00.000+07:002018-10-23T23:19:49.210+07:00Dog day haiku1/<br />
a narrow escape<br />
from my alter ego--<br />
culmination<br />
<br />
2/<br />
dog day<br />
his solar panel harvesting<br />
withered leaves<br />
<br />
3/<br />
midday drizzle<br />
perfect distraction<br />
for his diagnosis<br />
<br />
4/<br />
high noon--<br />
the ice cream guy<br />
gets one for himself<br />
<br />
5/<br />
the kiss<br />
i never steal--<br />
first rain<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>Wedomartani, October 23, 2018</i>Wahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-20482586123768810702016-09-20T18:49:00.000+07:002016-09-20T18:53:46.002+07:00Waning moon<div style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
<span style="background-color: black;">1/</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;">waning moon</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;">as I let her go</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;">to the past</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;">the grief I keep<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: black; display: inline;">only for my self</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span>
<span style="background-color: black;">2/</span></div>
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dusk--<br />
counting the days<br />
she spends solitarily<br />
quietly, lengthen and fade<br />
the shadows of leafless twigs</div>
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<br /></div>
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3/<br />
morning mist<br />
faint murmur from the deep<br />
primeval forest<br />
so much to decode<br />
in her sleepy eyes</div>
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<br /></div>
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Wedomartani, September 20, 2016</div>
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Wahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-19469663433761563242014-01-23T11:53:00.000+07:002014-01-23T11:53:23.641+07:00Paper boat and drizzle tanka1/<br />
tell me, owl<br />
about nothingness<br />
under this roof<br />
a sheer monotony<br />
of midnight drizzle<br />
<br />
2/<br />
love<br />
is sacred<br />
lightly<br />
he sends a paper boat<br />
down the riverWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-91190684059080248442014-01-19T00:51:00.000+07:002014-01-19T00:51:29.785+07:00What's left tankawhat's left<br />
by the rain today<br />
this chill<br />
i feel on my skin<br />
you on yoursWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-42774136776706086642013-12-09T21:32:00.001+07:002013-12-09T21:32:34.342+07:00Midnight cricket haikumidnight crickets<br />
knowing you, like me too, like<br />
nothing else mattersWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-29975949549379244622013-10-22T13:25:00.001+07:002013-10-22T13:25:46.363+07:00Naked moonnever before<br />
I found it so tantalizing<br />
naked moonWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-77571158339475826522013-10-18T13:46:00.000+07:002013-10-18T13:51:18.930+07:00Heatwave haiku<br />
1/<br />
heatwave--<br />
if only I could comprehend<br />
mother's grief<br />
<br />
2/<br />
she loosens<br />
her grip on our oath<br />
lingering heat<br />
<br />
3/<br />
slightly it goes<br />
my laundry line down<br />
the heatwaveWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-16055767216216374032013-09-14T18:47:00.001+07:002013-10-18T13:48:56.624+07:00Skyscraper haikuskyscrapers--<br />
hiding from anything<br />
she wasWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-6101042849407057832013-08-01T21:49:00.000+07:002013-08-01T21:49:00.206+07:00Cherry blossom haikublossom viewing<br />
caressing his bald head<br />
so motherly<br />
<br />
cherry blossom<br />
her first blind date<br />
after divorceWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-51928688164099417282013-08-01T10:48:00.002+07:002013-08-01T10:48:49.010+07:00High noon haikuhigh noon--<br />
growing the shadows<br />
of dead treesWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-69182402972321148782013-08-01T02:44:00.001+07:002013-08-01T02:44:52.749+07:00Ordinary love haiku and tanka1/<br />
crescent moon--<br />
the midnight's chill<br />
down to the root<br />
<br />
2/<br />
you gave me<br />
no ordinary love<br />
by the campfire<br />
too much warmth<br />
to freeze in timeWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-85809827251338871662013-08-01T02:03:00.000+07:002013-08-01T02:03:32.562+07:00Loveboat haiku and tanka1/<br />
he decided to paddle<br />
his loveboat to distant shore<br />
and his vow<br />
was about returning to grow<br />
trees for nesting birds<br />
<br />
2/<br />
cornerview<br />
birdbath<br />
birdless<br />
<br />
3/<br />
gecko's voice--<br />
secretly counting<br />
her fingers<br />
<br />
4/<br />
wingbeat of bats<br />
and so falls the night<br />
dressed in black<br />
<br />
5/<br />
love, like life<br />
will find a way<br />
don't ask<br />
why i cover my face<br />
with layers of rainWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-8886801357695212832013-07-31T16:14:00.000+07:002013-07-31T16:14:00.295+07:00The chillthe chill comes home summer rainWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-24905625355645094982013-07-16T00:29:00.000+07:002013-07-16T00:29:00.136+07:00Mistletoe haikuhomecoming<br />
my dad's lemon tree<br />
with a mistletoeWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-83805917808014373602013-07-16T00:28:00.000+07:002013-07-16T00:28:00.552+07:00Lunchbox haikumorning rush--<br />
a rattling sound from<br />
his lunchboxWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-77595077084327060302013-07-11T20:59:00.001+07:002013-07-11T20:59:56.830+07:00Trampled stone haikubarefoot walk<br />
fading heat of<br />
trampled stoneWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-63242380093976877992013-07-08T16:13:00.001+07:002013-07-08T16:13:20.033+07:00Long lasting rain haikulong lasting rain<br />
discerning the shiver<br />
in her voice<br />
<br />
<i>awet hujan</i><br />
<i>getar yang tertangkap</i><br />
<i>pada suaranya</i>Wahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-78864651791127694792013-06-19T00:33:00.000+07:002013-06-19T00:33:51.103+07:00Morning rush haikumorning rush<br />
a yellow leaf takes<br />
a free rideWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-41878652531842538682013-06-17T13:33:00.000+07:002013-06-17T13:33:20.305+07:00Medical record haikuweek end surprise--<br />
some new entries on his<br />
medical recordWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-37512496519957556842013-06-14T00:26:00.000+07:002013-06-14T00:26:10.521+07:00New lesson haikustarting new lesson<br />
with copying Watabei--<br />
cherry blossomsWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-24456207699521700912013-06-10T10:58:00.002+07:002013-06-10T11:36:33.738+07:00Join the army haikutraffic light--<br />
my boy doesn't want<br />
to join the armyWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-39916167970778869672013-04-16T15:05:00.000+07:002013-04-16T15:05:04.168+07:00The color of the wind haikumoonlit night<br />
knowing the color of the wind<br />
too dark, too darkWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-88699765889153545572013-04-09T15:26:00.000+07:002013-04-09T15:26:13.611+07:00Touching the ground haikuc'mon withered leaves!<br />
I feel my feet touching<br />
the ground so aliveWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-75802438121406582902013-04-09T15:25:00.002+07:002013-04-09T15:25:55.485+07:00Growing older tankathe art of<br />
growing older--<br />
this is why<br />
she calls herself by<br />
her first nameWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464687010234061856.post-82449043187220082612013-04-09T15:25:00.001+07:002013-04-09T15:25:40.298+07:00Pillow fight haikunot a pillow fight the divorced knows bestWahyu W. Basjirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260428377205211034noreply@blogger.com0