Certificates, Awards & Honors

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·       Haiku Master of the Month" (April 2016) by NHK world TV program - Haiku Masters.

·       Haiku Master of the Month" (November 2016) by NHK world TV program - Haiku Masters.

·       Commended haiku, IAFOR haiku awards (2016)

·       Third Place, Samurai Haibun contest [UHTS] (2016)

·       Shortlisted in Touchstone awards for individual poems in 2016.

·       1st place in fourth Sonic Boom senryu contest.

·       First Place for tanka prose - The Maple Relation, in the "Where Tanka Prose Grows" Contest, Mandy's Pages (2016)

·       2nd Place in Tanka Time  Contest, Mandy's Pages (2017)

·       Honourable mention In 6th Matsuyama photo haiku contest, Japan.

·       1st prize in THE 4TH HAIKU CONTEST ON THE THEME OF THE GOURD 2018, The Haiku Association “Three Rivers”,

·       Vancouver Cherry Blossoms haiku ( International Shakura award 2017

Haiku displayed at Golden Triangle USA 2019

Haiku displayed at Golden Triangle USA 2018

Haiga

NHK World TV program - Haiku Masters  September 2017)

NHK World TV program - Haiku Masters November 2016

NHK WORLD TV PROGRAM - HAIKU MASTERS april 2017

Haibun and Tanka prose

Faith

I wonder if I have ever asked anyone to worship my mother. Also I don’t remember anyone asking me to worship their mother. I have mine and they have theirs.

daybreak…

the damaged idol

on the roundabout

First published in Eunoia Reviw ( August 5 2018)

Waters

 Volume scares me. I remember how a mug plunging into a bucket full of water would make me restless during childhood. I don't call it a phobia, just to avoid being labeled. But even the thought of gallons of water wobbling as a whole in oceans is enough to send chills to my spine. Snorkeling is an adventure that I don't want in my life. I didn't want to see life in the swift current of river.

death day

a dip in the river

that took him away

First published in Haibun Today, Volume 11 #3 September 2017

  

Instincts

Every relationship loses its charm and dies, sooner or later. This death can be gradual or fortuitous.

thunderstrike —

the miasma

of his hair oil

First published in Neologism poetry Journal August 218

Sparrow

His touch was warm while our hands brushed in the paper pouchof popcorn but his face had same familiar stern look. I remember how he looked at me when refused to go for a date with him few decades back. "The sunset is so beautiful." He murmured casually. "Yes it is." I couldn't have agreed more. And we watched our grandchildren playing together in the park; his grandchildren with mine.

memorial bench

I watch the sparrow

pecking at popcorn

3rd place (2016 UHTS Samurai Haibun Competition)

The Maple Relation

The maple leaves changed its colors and now the tree is standing bare. Even though it is said that maple is not a good tree to have in your yard; I have no regret for it. I knew it  was not strong enough to face the storm hence I have prepared myself to see it falling too.Once you own a thing, you should be ready to watch all the seasons with it.We wanted a maple, we had it-

for all the things

said and unsaid

you and I

reach where

we ought to be

1st place, where Tanka prose grows , Mandy's pages 2016

Random photos

Links

http://sonicboomjournal.wixsite.com/sonicboom/contests
(commentry by contest judge Alan Summers)




https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2017/04/14/revirals-83/



https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2017/09/22/revirals-106/




https://livinghaikuanthology.com/index-of-poets/alphabetic-index/407-p-poets/pathak,-aparna.html




https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2017/04/09/the-touchstone-award-for-individual-poems-committee-announces-its-shortlist-for-2016/



https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2017/09/15/revirals-105/

Tanka Published in 2018

moonless sky. . .

the baby

left the womb

a little too early

to have a name

Ribbons spring/ summer issue

melting snow

down the peaks . . .

father peeps

into our study

with half shaved face'

Time Haiku #48

Swishing

the mouthwash

this morning

the bamboo at the window

slightly taller

Time Haiku #48

a sudden tinkle

in the wind chimes

I tell her

yet another time

all will be fine

Time Haiku #48

moonlight

through the blinds

of an eerie house . . .

in the basket, a potato

with a growing eye

Skylark Tanka

HAIKU & SENYU Published in 2018

dining alone

the moon flickers

in the water glass

Time Haiku #48

the broody hen 

settles on the eggs

— melting snow

Time Haiku #48

evening downpour . . .
my twins cycling
in the baby cot     
ESU-JH      June 2018  

sunset sky
the emptiness
changing its color

Frogpond 41:2 Spring/ summer 2018

flying kite...

the cat twitches

in the shed
Golden Triangle Haiku 2018

melting snow . . .

the years I didn't talk

to my father

The Mainichi 2nd June 2018

movie date –
I pick popcorn
from the wrong side

Creatrix # 41 

distant thunder . . .

a lizard drops its tail

on my head

Wales haiku journal

a monkey

picking lice off its child

evening downpour

The Heron's Nest Volume XX, Number 2: June 2018

pollen time . . .

the occasional stir 

in the fish tank

Ephemerae (  inaugural issue 2018) 

squeaking door . . .

the infant smiles

at nobody

Presence # 60

winter confinement

the cotton ball drops

from the crook of her elbow

Modern Haiku # 49.1

year market...
the dog sniffs

shoes after shoes

The Mainichi 31st January  2018

late autumn . . .

the weight of being

unburdened

Blithe Spirit

newlywed . . .

how gently we knead 

flour together

Incense Dreams February  2018

movie date . . .

continuing kiss

after the end

Incense Dreams February 2018

routine breeze

an unknown name

in the envelope window

Haiku windows 4th April 2018

first light

a sparrow chirping

in the window box

Haiku windows 28th March 2018

loneliness

a spinning hourglass

on the screen 

Haiku windows 18th April 2018

Tanka Published till 2018

with the kick

in my swollen womb

the doodle

takes a new shape

on the last page

2nd place Tanka Time 2017

Mandy's pages 

removing 

corn kernels from the cobs

my fingers...

I should have tried

sign language with him

Ribbons, Fall issue 2017

threshing 
the crop with flail
she stretches
the sleeves of her blouse
to hide her wounds

Cattails October 2017 

United Haiku and Tanka Society 






in the chills
of his never ending absence
i knit
mittens for the baby
out of his old sweater

Moonbathing Tanka #17, 2017







stirring sugar

in the evening tea

I wish

I could have known him

to a lesser extent

( Editor David John Terelinck 's Choice) 

Cattails April 2017 

United Haiku and Tanka Society