Publicized in Tanka Society of America: Mariko Kitakubo

Mariko Kitakubo Profile

Mariko Kitakubo

Born in Tokyo.
Living in Mitaka-city, Tokyo
Membership
Japan Writers' Association,
Japan PEN Club,
Association of Contemporary Tanka Poets,
Japan Tanka Poets' Society,
Kokoro-No-Hana,
Tanka Online Project,
Tanka Society of America.

Contemprary Tanka Poet Mariko Kitakubo. Tanka Society of America.

My Tanka publicized in Tanka Society of America.

The Theme; Color

whiteness
of the lilies...
they don't need
to express their love
just stand as they are

Tanka Café; theme Heirlooms and Relics

please keep
my letter
it will be
my relic after
my disappearance

 

Selected tanka

I’d like
to be the mist…
I’ll disappear
after touching
your chest

Since my work was selected as the member’s choice top in the previous volume, I selected three tanka, and wrote brief comments on them. It was a very honorable opportunity for me, and I learned a lot from it.

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Member’s Choice Tanka
By Mariko Kitakubo

The Theme, “The End,” is very deep, and it was difficult to choose my favorite three because there were so many beautiful works. My first choice is Kathabela Wilson’s poem:

end of the beginning
by our door
a mirror
as the child leaves
a new mother is born

The first line, with its nuanced philosophy, attracted me. Yes, when some kind of story in our life starts, one of our old stories ends. Whether it’s graduation, love, marriage, birth, or one of our many other smaller but beautiful life events, we can feel not only happiness but also sadness. The second and third lines give us two concrete images. “Mirror” is symbolic of our life; the reflections show, frame by frame, our story. The fourth line invites more images from our memories. All mothers and fathers have to experience their children leaving. In the poem’s last line there is a sudden switch and surprise! “Mother” is a perfect metaphor: a new chapter opens in a life.

Keitha Keys takes a positive stance toward “The End”:

at eighty
I’ve got no time
to lose
a second chance at love
I dive into the deep end

Though she write “at eighty” in the first line, the first four lines together affirm a youthfulness. She expresses her love actively, and I feel her perspective. In particular, the last line works effectively. She “dives into the deep end” – not death but fulfillment. She will be reborn anew at eighty, to start her second love. how wonderful this life is! I also want to be cheerful like her, and want to continue to write tanka to my ending.

Johnnie Johnson Hafernic’s tanka brings us to the indelible scene of our childhood.

childhood
wisteria covering
the trellis
the new owners
chop it down

The “childhood wisteria” vine reminds us of some kind of bond or relationship from our early days, and “the trellis” in the third line is a metaphor for the closed and guarded environment of those days. The last two lines represent “the end.” We can feel the long relationship the writer had with the vines. The strong and direct words of the last lines are very emphatic, and therefore effective in their sense of “the end.”

The Theme; The End

walking
my favorite trail
with a cat...
I can't accept
the end of his love

Selected Tanka

I like
the waiting time--
my favorite tea,
a letter from someone,
and your sweet old voice

Selected Tanka

scent
of the savannah forgotten
I stand alone
in the gritty storm
of a 2.5 pollution wind

Tanka Café Theme; Colors

whiteness
of the lilies...
they don't need
to express their love
just stand as they are

Tanka Cafe-theme; the Afterlife

I'd like to
believe in eternity--
one noon
beside the acacia tree
an elephant with baby

Selected Tanka

cobalt blue
was my favorite
color
until I could see it
in atomic waste

Respoinsive Tanka with Ms. Giselle Maya.
Title: "Spring and Streams"

water sound
in August drought
trickling down
to the wide roots
of the poplar     G.M.

only one
bud of hydrangea
under
the pale rainbow--
the urge to touch a small hope     M.K.

blown together
by an autumn rainstorm
we meet again
at last able to speak
of what is in our hearts     G.M.

harvest moon
in a puddle after the storm
my late friend
will be able to find this
from a cloudless sky     M.K.

beads of dew
one vermillion fruit
lingers to guard
the persimmon tree
in its circle of fallen leaves     G.M.

steaming
sushi rice decorated
by autumn leaves
grandma is still smiling
in my Japanese kitchen     M.K.

painted
with flying birds
the gilded shrine
is the dwelling of those
whose genes we carry     G.M.

breath
of the redwood trees--
thank you
for the peaceful sound
of this misty morning     M.K.

glimpsed
upon moonlit water
a skiff
of barley straw
sailing to a distant land     G.M.

nostalgia
for the incense stick
it was mom's favorite
I pray fir her
by a bamboo water pipe     M.K.

108 fires
desire dispersed
near a spring
dedicated to the spirits
of animals I have known     G.M.

a tiny drop
of the ancient ocean
our story has begun...
can you hear the lullaby
waves are still playing now     M.K.

*G.M. represents Ms. Giselle Maya, M.K.,Mariko Kitakubo.

Tanka Cafe--theme ;Historical Events

fine snow
of New Year's Day,
small footprints
lead to grandma's gate
before the shrine

Selected Tanka

sound
of falling snow
scent
of firewood and baguette--
can I change my lonely life

Tanka Cafe --Theme; Autumn Locales

who is
counting fireflies
by the Nile?
after the dream
of civilization

Selected Tanka

divining
the last days
of mankind
in noon-day shadows--
the Milky Way still shines

Selected Tanka

a year later
little by little
he starts
to talk about the tsunami,
sunset to the debris

Member's choice tanka

winter
high tide--
I felt
the desire in my heart
to be your lady again

Tanka Cafe; Theme"Changing Your Mind"

Winter
high tide--
I felt
the desire in my heart
to be your lady again

Selected Tanka

weeping bitterly
at the cemetery--
a cat basks
in the winter sun,
my only comfort