Publicized in Tanka Society of America: Mariko Kitakubo

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

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