HAIKU DIALOGUE – Music Around the World – To enlightenment and beyond or music and the spiritual path – long list
Music Around the World with Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt
Hi guys, it’s me again. Over the next few weeks, we’ll be immersing ourselves in music together. There is a variety of instruments, rhythms and melodies to explore around the globe. Ancient Chinese music is based on a five-tone system and the guqin had an almost religious significance. Waka and later the tanka are basically songs. The mother’s steady heartbeat calms the baby in the womb and can be compared to the rhythm of a drum. Music is the language that everyone can connect with, even without understanding the meaning of the words being sung. It speaks directly to our hearts. I would like to invite everyone to explore the world of music with me in these prompts.
Below is Deborah’s selection of poems on the topic To enlightenment and beyond or music and the spiritual path:
Music: Shakuhachi flute – Rodrigo Rodriguez – contemporary Japanese music
through the bamboo
through the cedars
the sounds of the windsMark Meyer
Mercer Island WA USA
zen flute—
the wood thrush
takes fivethomas david
United Kingdom
echoing through the notes stillness shakuhachi
Vaishnavi Ramaswamy
Chennai, India
our voices met
saying Mourner’s Kaddish
the breath of winterPamela Garry
Connecticut USA
across time
a mother’s lamentation
autumn windAlfred Booth
Lyon, France
crystal clear
in the deep snow
temple bellSrinivasa Rao Sambangi
Hyderabad, India
nirvana –
the alap
of an ektara(Ektara is a one stringed musical instrument used by folk singers.)
R. Suresh Babu
India
the master’s flute
draws me down the forest path
wind high in the treesKathleen Cain
Arvada, CO USA
hiking song
you learn
from the treesLaurinda Lind
Sackets Harbor, NY, USA
bamboo breath —
the notes become
inner echoesElena Zouain
France
progressive liturgy
we sing the old words
in Christmas carolsElizabeth Shack
Illinois, USA
UU church service
Enya’s lyrics in hymnal
I hear her sweet voiceVeronica Hosking
Avondale, AZ
still waters
the music & i
running deepCurt Linderman
United States
a boatful of seekers
singing praises to Shiva
river templeRupa Anand
New Delhi, India
faces sway
with candle flames
kumbhakaKavita Ratna
India
birdsong
my heart
as light as feather againPegah Rahmati Nezhad
Tehran, Iran
the magic of the tones
discovering lost pieces
of my soulBoryana Boteva
Sofia, Bulgaria
bansuri
cowbells drift
closer home(Bansuri is an ancient side-blown bamboo flute originating from India.)
Daya Bhat
India
hand in hand
from your fingertips to mine
the jazz of raindropsArvinder Kaur
Chandigarh India
forged
in the breath of a dragon
shakuhachi voiceRita Melissano
Rock Island, IL USA
first light–
forest deities awaken
to pena’s timbre(Pena – It is a single stringed musical instrument of Manipur that holds a significant place in the religious and cultural traditions of the meiteis.)
Jagajit Salam
Imphal, India
not spiritual
yet still finding myself
humming kumbayaTracy Davidson
Warwickshire, UK
empty church
a hymn of light through
the stained glassRavi Kiran
India
the Salvation Army Band
pulls up in our cul-de-sac –
‘Little Drummer Boy’Anne Curran
Hamilton, USA
back and forth
and pure vibration
snake charmerStephen J. DeGuire
Los Angeles, CA
went down to crossroads
i sold my soul
for rock and rollMargie Gustafson
Lombard, IL USA
from a block away
the blast of the shofar
even I atoneMargaret Tau
New Bern, NC
shakuhachi notes –
at the foot of Mount Fuji
a monk meditatesPaul Callus
Ħal Safi, Malta
fiery Soca–
on the sleeping baby face
lights of fireworksKrzysztof Kokot
Nowy Targ, Poland
wind in reeds
carried upwards
by flute musicMarion Clarke
Warrenpoint, N Ireland
the sky resting
on eagle’s wings—
graveside hymnKerry J Heckman
Seattle, WA
ever so gently
striking my heavy heart-
the temple bellsNisha Raviprasad
India
a host of voices
gathered in one prayer
– the Maha mantraDejan Ivanovic
Lazarevac, Serbia
the way home…
his pan flute song
embracing the moonSteliana Cristina Voicu
Ploiesti, Romania
my heart
thrumming with song
takes off…Raji Vijayaraghavan
India
intoning-om-notes-cosmic-jazz-star-children
petro c. k.
Seattle, Washington
farandole of notes
to the moon –
feeling at homefarandola di note
fino alla luna –
sentirsi a casaGiuliana Ravaglia
Bologna (Italy)
earworm
i can’t get you out of my head ~
minogue’s mystic midge biteoorwurm
ik krijg je niet uit mijn hoofd ~
minogue’s mentale muggenbeetGuido De Pelsmaeker
België
speaking softly
music replays
memoriesDeborah Guenther Beachboard
Adna Valley Washington USA
bow your head
for a moment of silence —
conductor’s raised batonAlan Harvey
Tacoma, WA
the mountain’s voice
echoes through generations…
sami songs(The Sami people of Norway sing songs called joiks which whilst free of lyrics connect them with the innermost heart or essence of a being or a place. This is one of the oldest musical forms on our planet.)
Melissa Dennison
UK
tapping my foot
to the heartbeat
of the worldSherri Moye-Dombrosky
United States
a yearning
in the music
at last she sleepsCindy Putnam Guentherman
Loves Park, IL USA
singing bowl
a long day slowly
fizzles awayBaisali Chatterjee Dutt
India
Zen flute
knowing without knowing
one note after anotherStephen A. Peters
Bellingham, WA
morning raga . . .
light enters
the sitar stringsNeena Singh
India
muggy night
playing kazoo
for the firefliesJoseph P. Wechselberger
Browns Mills, NJ USA
morning mist lifting the shakuhachi’s first note
P. H. Fischer
Vancouver, Canada
standing waves
resonating
with the calm(Standing waves create the audible notes within the flutes cavity.)
Mark Gilbert
UK
yoga retreat
building to a crescendo
our collective ohmJenn Ryan-Jauregui
Tucson, Arizona USA
no melody—
only the shape
of listeningVijay Prasad
Patna, India
Zen flute –
each breath giving me
goosebumpsCaroline Ridley-Duff
UK
the flow
in stillness
music movesSudha Menon
Kerala, India
a gust of wind
the one perfect note
to emptinessArrigo Bassi
Switzerland
holding dusk
in the beat…
a gong’s noteJoanna Ashwell
UK
wildflower meadow
a little goatherd learns to play
the kaval(The Bulgarian kaval, once made of a single piece of wood, is now constructed of three separate sections.)
Tsanka Shishkova
Sofia, Bulgaria
rising from the metro
Native American flute music—
the sunset path homeJonathan English
Washington, DC
broken flute
my struggles to bend
with the windPatricia Hawkhead
UK
flute notes
the mountain shivers
under cloud shadowsJohn Hawkhead
UK
Life’s detours –
the hollows of a zen flute
shaping the rhythmSanthoshi Valli
India
meditation
mockingbird melodies
enlighten my pathDebbie Sterling
Oregon, USA
midnight mass
we sing Christmas carols
in harmonyJenny Shepherd
London, UK
Adhan –
at the temple doorway
footwear of all faithsDan C. Iulian
Romania
in dusky air
echoes of the doba rise –
cicadas hurry(Doba is the large, traditional drum played in the namghars – community prayer houses – of Assam.)
Rashmi Buragohain
India
standing in the stream
she ripples flute notes
up to the starsAnn Rawson
Scotland, UK
silent chapel
Arvo Part music
Da Pacem DomineLuciana Moretto
Italy
Sufi Qawwali—
attuning to the heart
beatsHifsa Ashraf
Rawalpindi, Pakistan
summer night
the rhythm of the flute
soothes my weary worldSwarna Bopali de Zoysa
Sri Lanka
meditation music …
a kitten’s purr slips
into incenseSamo Kreutz
Ljubljana, Slovenia
shakuhachi she delivers her tunes to the womb within
Lakshmi Iyer
India
mangala arathi
what of me burns away
with the camphor flameVidya Shankar
Chennai
my voice
ancient song of our mothers
rises againMary Beth Defer
Rocklin, CA
rush hour
I turn the noise
in musicMirela Brailean
Iasi, Romania
notes from a zen flute
the autumn sounds
of emptyingArchie G. Carlos
Minnesota
finding meaning
in the heart of the forest
afternoon birdsongAnthony Rabang
Philippines
flutes
flood the silent retreat—
cemetery walkJohn S Green
Bellingham, Washington
‘the lord is my shepherd’
last goodbye
-dear friendMargaret Mahony
Australia
frost-kissed jasmine
all the tones of Raas Leela
I can hearLakshman Bulusu
Princeton, NJ, USA
staying quiet
tense and taut for a touch
strings etherealAshoka Weerakkody
Colombo, Sri Lanka
distant temple bells
I become nothing
to become everythingPadma Rajeswari
Mumbai, India
a shakuhachi flute
on the living room –
post card of EdoMircea Moldovan
România
cathartic effect
of mother’s chants
from the mists of childhoodSudha Devi Nayak
Bhubaneswar India
crescendo of conchs . . .
mellowing my mantras
first light of the yearMonica Kakkar
India
temple breeze the changing tune of cymbals
Mona Bedi
New Delhi, India
ektara drone
the hoopoe’s crest slowly
opens the daylightSandip Chauhan
United States
church choir
lifting my soul to sing
I’ll Fly AwayEavonka Ettinger
Long Beach, CA
beyond the crescendo
falling into an oboe’s
dulcet notesMarilyn Humbert
Australia
taiko drumbeats
opening my heart
to earth’s rhythmsAnnie Wilson
Shropshire, UK
ancient reverence
through a time-worn monk’s flute
today’s melodyMaxianne Berger
Outremont, Quebec
black mountain moth
……a shudder of wings
…………becomes
……………………musicAdele Evershed
Wilton, Connecticut
village to village
a song of bliss
barefoot faqirSubir Ningthouja
Imphal, India
being…
the wind in the bamboo
fluteSherry Reniker
USA
flute sounds –
my heart and the stars
tremble with beautyGordana Kurtović
Osijek, Croatia
chanting monks –
vowels vibrating
thru the cathedralDan Campbell
Virginia
church youth band
after several hymns
a Hendrix jamLee Hudspeth
United States
shakuhachi —
breath by breath
the winter moonOrense Nicod
Paris, France
after the hymn
my mouth still open
to the lightNalini Shetty
Mumbai, India
night by the fire pit—
the guitarist adjusting
to the river’s paceHynek Koziol
Czech Republic
in the mash pit
when Orpheus went electric
the rocks riotedRonald Scully
Burien WA
All Saints’ Day
an old hymnal’s pages
dog-earedRichard Straw
Cary, North Carolina
now I’m floating
in streams of sound
shakuhachiSeamus O’Connor
Ireland
evening service
the wind and i chant
the refrainJahnavi Gogoi
Ajax, Ontario, Canada
the rise and fall
………………..of dad’s voice
………………………………….Sabbath blessingsBruce H Feingold
Berkeley, CA USA
autumn flute
someone playing
a familiar tuneMinal Sarosh
Ahmedabad, India
the echo
of the violin
– cherished blossomsKatherine E Winnick
Brighton UK
ethereal sound
of the shakuhachi —
above the chatterTomislav Maretic
Croatia
holiday bell ringer
the clink of coins
in the bucketDebbie Scheving
Bremerton WA USA
in the ripple
of a singing bowl
I surf to enlightenmentTejendra Sherchan
Nepal
well-known chants
in front of the altar
a whiff of homeEva Limbach
Germany
bodhisattva
the half-smile
of a jazz masterCynthia Anderson
Yucca Valley, California
under the full moon
wind chime tinkles
my insomniaBhawana Rathore
India
tears well up
buried childhood hymns
quoted in a bookChrista Pandey
Austin, TX, USA
Requiem
the first time since childhood
I’ve been to churchSean Murphy
North Beach, MD
the church choir chanting
in the candle-lit darkness …
regained peaceNatalia Kuznetsova
Russia
Hallelujah
in the church
the refugees’ choirMariangela Canzi
Italy
breathed into being shakuhachi
Lorraine A Padden
San Diego, CA
swaying bamboo
the rustling
accompanies the shamisenwanda amos
Australia
raising me an octave
the hum
of the singing bowlSangita Kalarickal
Minnesota, USA
cappella
from a stairwell
Ave Mariamadeleine kavanagh
United States
campground creek
a bamboo flute warbling
through lucid dreamJohn Zheng
Mississippi USA
after the rain
frog voices drift
into mantraKristian Abe Dalao
Rizal, Philippines
mountain cave
a stream’s rhythm
soothes the darknessGeetha Ravichandran
India
end-of-year offering
the roll call of ancestors
in the oracle’s songSonam Chhoki
Bhutan
chanting sutras
wind
through the bambooBryan Rickert
Belleville, Illinois
earth magic
faint whispers
of ancient chantsValentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
ancient bones
the hollow song
of a cave-drawn birdAnne Fox
Broomes Island, MD USA
new age
meditating to
KitaroNancy Brady
Huron, Ohio
hearing its music
in my bones ––
shakuhachiSheila Sondik
Bellingham, WA
midnight service
the tintinnabulation
of winter starsLev Hart
Calgary, Canada
shakuhachi notes
a bamboo grove
sighs in the windAJ Johnson
Stephens City, VA USA
autumn moonlight
a tranquil flute
through cloudsOmarion Anderson
Greenwood, MS
searching for you…
how hills turn into cloudsSharon Ferrante
Florida, USA
hospice
music from a distant room
changes keysGary Evans
Stanwood, Washington
qur’anic recitations—
a halo of tranquility
on my mother’s graveFatma Zohra Habis
Algeria
sound of the rain…
if only it would carry me
towards yousuono della pioggia……
se solo mi portasse
verso di teAngiola Inglese
Italia
Milky Way
a flautist’s tune flows
from the troupe’s tentMilan Rajkumar
Imphal, India
echoes of heartbeats…
the temple bell settles
into hell’s HallMarilyn Ward
Lincolnshire UK
temple bell…
I shed myself
and enterNitu Yumnam
UAE
her prayer
and the fairy wren
call and responseLori Kiefer
UK
komorebi warmth
rippling on my closed eyes…
soft echoes of gongsGoda Virginija Bendoraitienė
Lithuania
a faint path
for those that hear it
wind in the reedsAndrew Pineo
Exeter NH USA
guiding my canoe
through autumn fog
calls of a loonMargaret Anderson
Vancouver, BC
in the space
between two notes –
a butterflyIvan Georgiev
Germany
an eagle soars
over the mountain —
no noiseDaniela Misso
Italy
Join us next week for Deborah’s commentary on additional poems…
Bios:
Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt lives in Sinzig, Germany, with her husband, two rabbits and numerous books. After her PhD studies in Scandinavian languages and literatures, she works as a freelance author and poet. Her poems have appeared in magazines like Prune Juice, Kingfisher, First Frost, Frogpond, Failed Haiku and Tsuridoro. If she is not outside for a long stroll or to do some birdwatching, she explores Chinese and Japanese novels.
Assistant Editor Lafcadio, a former teacher, now works from home writing, editing and proofreading study guides for nursing textbooks. She lives in Tennessee. She has written poetry for a long time but a couple of years ago fell in love with Japanese micropoetry and hasn’t looked back. Lafcadio has been published in a number of journals and anthologies. She writes under the nom de plume of Lafcadio because nom de plume is so fun to say. You can read her poems on Twitter (X) @lafcadiopoetry or BlueSky @lafcadiobsky.
Assistant Editor Vandana Parashar is an associate editor of haikuKATHA and one of the editors of Poetry Pea and #FemkuMag. Her debut e-chapbook, I Am, was published by Title IX Press (now Moth Orchid Press) in 2019 and her second chapbook Alone, I Am Not, was published by Velvet Dusk Publishing in April 2022.
Lori Zajkowski is the Post Manager for Haiku Dialogue. She lives in New York City and enjoys reading and writing haiku.
Managing Editor Katherine Munro lives in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, and publishes under the name kjmunro. She served as Membership Secretary for Haiku Canada for ten years, and her debut poetry collection is contractions (Red Moon Press, 2019). Find her at: kjmunro1560.wordpress.com.
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Thank you Deborah and poets for a wonderful selection of haiku
Thank you, Deborah, and the whole Haiku Dialogue Team. The Long List were inspiring, unique and beautiful, from Lee Hudspeth’s
Jimi Hendrix ku to Nisha Raviprasad’s heavy heart! Thanks to all the poets who shared the music within!
Dear Ms. Karl-Brandt, Ms. Munro, Ms. Zajkowski, Lafcadio, and Ms. Parashar,
Greetings for Manatee Awareness Month! Congratulations to participating poets!
Thank you for reviewing my submission. I am delighted to be published in Haiku Dialogue! My haiku includes a New Year season word; kigo 季語: first light of the year; hatsu akari 初明かり
The World Kigo Database by Dr. Gabi Greve, Daruma Museum, Japan, is my primary almanac (saijiki) for kigo, footnotes about kigo, and for translation of kigo into English.
Thank you for your consideration. Best wishes.
Sincerely,
Monica Kakkar (she/her/hers)
https://www.linkedin.com/in/monicakakkar/
tabla practice
a spider helps me
keep the polyrhythm
I have read and re-read them all morning and I have come up with my top 3. I love the first one by Anne Fox. Startlingly original and delicate like gossamar, reaching back to the very start of humankind.
ancient bones
the hollow song
of a cave-drawn bird
Anne Fox
Broomes Island, MD USA
temple bell…
I shed myself
and enter
Nitu Yumnam
UAE
this is so beautifully written and captures the moment and the surrender necessary to properly enter a temple
a faint path
for those that hear it
wind in the reeds
Andrew Pineo
Exeter NH USA
and this is soooooo zen. Just gorgeous
Thank you Morgan for your comment. It was a joy to read!
Thanks for the mention, Morgan! I’m glad it spoke to you. That moment of letting go before entering is exactly what I hoped to capture. Appreciate your thoughtful comments.
in the space
between two notes –
a butterfly
.
Ivan Georgiev
Germany
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This is a lovely haiku.
yes – I loved this one too!
Thank you very much, Valentina! Finding the right distance or ma (space) between two notes/ two phrases is the most important thing in this music.
Yes, I totally agree. There must be enough space left empty for the reader to fit in.
Thank you so much, Deborah, for including my poem in this beautiful collection. I felts the spirituality moving through them all.
Speaking of movement, I particularly enjoyed
back and forth
and pure vibration
snake charmer
Stephen J. DeGuire
Los Angeles, CA
I also likes this a lot! This is a haiku that appeals to many senses, very lively and with a really good plot twist in the last line.
Thanks so much for your kind words Deborah. Truly enjoying the prompts!!!
I’m glad you felt movement and enjoyed this piece Eavonka. Thank you for commenting!
Eavonka, I forgot to say how much I could relate to your piece. Church and choir were there until my mid teens. Plus I looked up I’ll fly away. Thanks for this piece. Good work
WOW! This topic certainly brought out everyone’s A game. What a wonderful selection! Well done everyone
Many thanks to Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt for publishing my poem. I feel so houred to be a part of this gorgeous selection! I look forward to reading the poems included. Huge congratulations to all the featured poets!
Congratulations to all the poets on having your haiku selected. I am impressed by so many on my first reading, but will mention only a couple. Veronica Hosking’s Enya and UU haiku resonates because is I have attended a few of their gatherings and Enya ‘s music could so fit in there. Akan Harvey ‘s haiku about the conductor raising the baton being like a bowed head. The expectant hush makes it feel like a prayer and I feel that every time I listen to certain classical pieces.
Thanks Deborah for including my poem with the others that evoke such emotion and spiritually.
Thanks to the volunteers who keep the column going.
Nan,
Thank you for the wonderful comment on my haiku. How Can I Keep from Singing, I found out, is actually a Christian hymn/ folk song and always loved when it was included in the church service. I wrote an explanation on my blog today with the other haiku I wrote last week.
Thank you, Deborah, for including my haiku and all the other terrific poems.
As a fellow UU, I was delighted to see your poem, Veronica. I only became a member 10 years ago, but I have certainly been warmed by the music.
Veronica,
I am not familiar with the title, but then I don’t always pay attention to them. I love her music though and may have heard it. Regardless, I will be checking that song out. Nan
Wonderful to see your poem here, Nan! 💜💜💜
Thanks, Eavonka. Lovely to see yours as well. Some songs, as Deborah has had all of us exploring, really touch our souls. I find some hymns and spiritual music can bring me to tears.
Yes, I discoverd some new song that I like very much. :-)
Thank you Deborah for including mine, and producing a beautiful selection. I thought these two had a Zen feel and were very atmospheric:-
a faint path
for those that hear it
wind in the reeds
Andrew Pineo
guiding my canoe
through autumn fog
calls of a loon
Margaret Anderson
Those two struck me as very zen as well, Mark.
Great to see your poem here!
Yes, I feel that to. They also enhance our focus from our ego to the natural world we all are part off. Suddently we feel connected to everything. There is a special kind of stillness in this poems to.
Thank you Deborah for including my haiku, such a stunning selection of poems.
Thank you Deborah for including my haiku.
They were all a joy to read, congratulations to all poets.
Such beautiful haiku, leaves me with peace and hope. Thank you, this week’s haikus seem especially magical.
That’s so sweet. Thank you! Maybe this is what I would call the healing magic of haiku.
Thank you, Deborah, for bringing these splendid verses together:)
Reading these poems has been a very meditative and enjoyable experience. So many different and wonderful instruments to ponder… I also love the temple bells in the distance and church hymns ringing clear throughout the list. I’m looking forward to another read of this unique collection of poems…And I appreciate very much that you included one of mine:)
Thank you to Kj, Lafcadio, Vandana and Lori for keeping Haiku Dialogue up and running!
I really hoped that this list would become a song of connectedness, created from all the voices that shared their experiences and wisdom. An inspiring read that has the power to center us and help us relax.
Thank you Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt for once again including a haiku of mine in your delightful selection.
Congratulations to all the other featured haijin. Best regards
This batch of haikus a pleasant contribution from readers. Made me feel immensely happy.
Thank you! :-)
Thanks for assembling this great choir of worldwide voices. There’s so much to enjoy and learn from here.
One favorite among many that resonate:
the rise and fall
………………..of dad’s voice
………………………………….Sabbath blessings
Bruce H Feingold
Berkeley, CA USA
Thank you very much for your kind comment. All the voices, all the religions and songs… I feel very honored to be able to serve as guest editor for this topic.
Dear Deborah,
Greetings!
Always enjoyable to read this blog (each time, a wealth of fantastic poems). I enjoyed reading through all of these. Thank you so very much for posting my poem. Many thanks to Lori, Kathy, and the Haiku Foundation, too!
I’m struck by all of them, but especially:
birdsong
my heart
as light as feather again
Pegah Rahmati Nezhad
Tehran, Iran
ever so gently
striking my heavy heart-
the temple bells
Nisha Raviprasad
India
no melody—
only the shape
of listening
Vijay Prasad
Patna, India
searching for you…
how hills turn into clouds
Sharon Ferrante
Florida, USA
and there would be many others worth mentioning…
Thank you for sharing your thoughts and favorite poems! :-)
Thanks to Deborah for including my haiku in this varied and original selection.
Thank you Valentina for leaving such a lovely comment. Have a nice day!
Greetings Deborah. Thank-you for publishing my haiku. Congrats to all the other poets who were selected. Thank-you to those at the Haiku Foundation who make this column possible.