{"id":356927,"date":"2025-12-18T23:15:13","date_gmt":"2025-12-18T23:15:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/356927\/"},"modified":"2025-12-18T23:15:13","modified_gmt":"2025-12-18T23:15:13","slug":"asahi-haikuist-network-david-mcmurray-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/356927\/","title":{"rendered":"ASAHI HAIKUIST NETWORK\/ David McMurray"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>neglecting nothing in his song, I wept in my seat<br \/>&#8211;Patrick Sweeney (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>I hum&#8230;<br \/>a veil of snowflakes<br \/>our favorite aria<br \/>&#8211;Rita R. Melissano (Rock Island, Illinois)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>in my sigh<br \/>the silence of all<br \/>your words<br \/>&#8211;Eta Grubesic (Bukovac, Serbia)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>accompanying<br \/>the Christmas bells<br \/>a flurry of goldfinches<br \/>&#8211;Claire Ninham (North Yorkshire, England)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>I feel whiffs of death<br \/>fanning my withering cheeks<br \/>that have smiled so much&#8230;<br \/>&#8211;Alan Maley (Canterbury, England)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>expecting<br \/>a Christmas bump<br \/>June wedding<br \/>&#8211;Mike Gallagher (Listowel, Ireland)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>my very first job:<br \/>bundling Christmas trees for sale&#8211;<br \/>I can smell the pine<br \/>&#8211;James Penha (Bali, Indonesia)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>silencing the drones<br \/>and shrieks<br \/>a newborn<br \/>&#8211;Kavita Ratna (Bangalore, India)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>circles within circles<br \/>the percussion of rain<br \/>swan song<br \/>&#8211;Randy Brooks (Taylorville, Illinois)<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>children gone&#8211;<br \/>we go on playing<br \/>as we put away the toys<br \/>&#8211;Sanjana Zorinc (Bjelovar, Croatia)<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<br \/>FROM THE NOTEBOOK<br \/>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>Roadhouse on one side<br \/>churchyard on the other<br \/>Hank Williams\u2019 \u201clost highway\u201d<br \/>&#8211;Carl Brennan (North Syracuse, New York)<\/p>\n<p>While listening to his favorite crooner on the radio, do you think the haikuist pulled off the road to the right or to the left? Slobodan Pupovac drove straight ahead. Jerome Berglund questioned the path he took.<\/p>\n<p>traffic light<br \/>green light<br \/>just for me<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>herding reindeer<br \/>maybe I was<br \/>good enough<\/p>\n<p>In this final column for the year, we come to realize that a poem\u2019s ending is not a singular event but rather a lingering moment that reflects complex process involving the haikuist, the structure of the haiku, its lines of questioning and our reader\u2019s interpretation. In Nagoya, Satoru Kanematsu sat for a portrait, all the while thinking about his \u201cdear old friends that had passed away far into the next world.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Grandson draws<br \/>my portrait youngish<br \/>Elder\u2019s Day<\/p>\n<p>Mourning in Nowy Targ, Poland, Krzysztof Kokot marked the death of Slawa Sibiga (1950-2025), a frequent contributor to this column.<\/p>\n<p>a door cracked open&#8211;<br \/>one cannot just leave<br \/>without saying goodbye<\/p>\n<p>Haikuists are poised to pen haiku on Dec. 21, the winter solstice. Mariola Grabowska hopes the shortest day of the year will shine a little brighter in Warsaw, Poland.<\/p>\n<p>swansong<br \/>the artist adds more shine<br \/>to the sunset<\/p>\n<p>Mike Fainzilber noted that the length of this winter season will likely be longer because the average durations of spring and fall in Tel Aviv, Israel, have dramatically shortened. <\/p>\n<p>Israeli autumn<br \/>sometimes it lasts<br \/>a whole week<\/p>\n<p>In the woods nearby Luciana Moretto\u2019s home in Treviso, Italy, \u201cthe trees are still all green and the sun is still hot.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>start of winter<br \/>last of the four seasons&#8230;<br \/>chaos under heaven<\/p>\n<p>Climatologists at Mie University concur that the trend toward longer summers and later starting winters will intensify if global warming continues. Sergio DeMiglio recalled the warmest year on record in Toronto, Ontario.<\/p>\n<p>Though the year has passed<br \/>warm memories endure<br \/>between friends<\/p>\n<p>Alexander Groth dusted photograph frames in Berlin, Germany. Looking forward to Christmas in Tokyo, Murasaki Sagano watched a child pen a wish list.<\/p>\n<p>on the mantelpiece&#8211;<br \/>a remembrance of<br \/>warmer times<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>on the shelf<br \/>beside Elmo\u2019s books<br \/>\u201cA letter to Santa\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Madhuri Pillai reminisced with her siblings in Melbourne, Australia.<\/p>\n<p>photo album&#8230;<br \/>turning the pages of childhood<br \/>the bliss of endless sunshine<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>sibling holiday<br \/>how soon we revert<br \/>to childhood<\/p>\n<p>Lilia Racheva tippled a glass of fruit brandy&#8211;\u201ca favorite of the women in our family\u201d&#8211;just before dinnertime.<\/p>\n<p>sour cherry liqueur&#8211;<br \/>soft light<br \/>in mom\u2019s kitchen<\/p>\n<p>Charlie Smith chuckled contentedly in Raleigh, North Carolina.<\/p>\n<p>old friends pour<br \/>Christmas spirits<br \/>into new laughter<\/p>\n<p>Marion Clarke painted this line across Warrenpoint, Northern Ireland.<\/p>\n<p>last blast of scarlet Virginia creeper<\/p>\n<p>Brennan saluted the Stars and Stripes and his neighbors blew their horns in unison.<\/p>\n<p>Snow in the forecast<br \/>all the leaf-blowers at once&#8211;<br \/>garden flags astir<\/p>\n<p>John S. Gilbertson paid for a last round of drinks at a restaurant in Greenville, South Carolina. Moretto toasted with a swansong.<\/p>\n<p>waitress pushes drinks,<br \/>at the end of the season,<br \/>winter is dryer<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>passion for singing<br \/>to death<br \/>myth of cicadas<\/p>\n<p>Ramona Linke sang with the ghost of Christmas past in Saxony-Anhalt, Germany.<\/p>\n<p>in the hayloft<br \/>the old wraith whistles<br \/>our song<\/p>\n<p>Tsanka Shishkova dropped the needle onto a record and began to lip-synch in Sofia, Bulgaria. Then, the haikuist played \u201cHappy Xmas\u201d by John Lennon and Yoko Ono.<\/p>\n<p>music and colors<br \/>in the cosmos of soul<br \/>divine gift<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>war is over<br \/>will his father be at home<br \/>for Christmas<\/p>\n<p>As if celebrating aboard a cruise ship in the Adriatic Sea, Giuliana Ravaglia imagined dancing a few tango steps wearing a dress the color of red leaves.<\/p>\n<p>autumn leaves&#8211;<br \/>staggering on the deck<br \/>at every step<\/p>\n<p>Sagano admired cold-resilient red blooms.<\/p>\n<p>rouged lips<br \/>even on an aged woman<br \/>winter camellias<\/p>\n<p>David Cox puckered up for a kiss in Brno, Czechia. The haikuist peacefully reflected on how joyful it once was to eat a whole cookie house at Christmastime in Torquay, England.<\/p>\n<p>rounded nests&#8211;<br \/>holding on through winter<br \/>mistletoe\u2019s reach<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>layered memory<br \/>grandma\u2019s gingerbread<br \/>iced at the edges<\/p>\n<p>Levko Dovgan eyes glistened in war-torn Lviv, Ukraine.<\/p>\n<p>November sleet<br \/>The first chocolate Santas<br \/>in the shop window<\/p>\n<p>After a short visit to Neuenkirchen, Germany, Alexander Groth looked back longingly hoping to return.<\/p>\n<p>winter sun<br \/>my grandmother\u2019s smile<br \/>in the hospital window<\/p>\n<p>Helga Stania looked wistfully at the outlines of cirques and crevasses on snowy mountains in Ettiswil, Switzerland.<\/p>\n<p>autumn weaves&#8211;her last mountain walk<\/p>\n<p>Oh dear, Mona Bedi\u2019s haiku seems to imply that a housekeeper\u2019s work in Delhi, India, will never end.<\/p>\n<p>gran\u2019s will<br \/>all her silverware bequeathed<br \/>to the loyal maid<\/p>\n<p>Marilyn Henighan bid adieu to high-flyers over Ottawa, Ontario.<\/p>\n<p>high in the sky<br \/>wild Canada geese honking<br \/>I wave goodbye<\/p>\n<p>Isabella Kramer started counting down in Nienhagen, Germany.<\/p>\n<p>remaining nights<br \/>the moth in my mouth<br \/>every Monday morning<\/p>\n<p>Sagano rewound the crank key in preparation to ring in another new year in Tokyo.<\/p>\n<p>Five minutes late\u2026<br \/>but we\u2019ve gone a long way<br \/>old clockwork<\/p>\n<p>Distracted by a pair of ducks squabbling on a river in Takamatsu, Kagawa Prefecture, Ian Willey must be looking forward to getting away for a short while on vacation. Timothy Daly regrets having gone back to work in Bordeaux, France.<\/p>\n<p>a day off<br \/>one duck reminds another<br \/>who\u2019s the boss<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>back to work<br \/>the warbling blackbird<br \/>won\u2019t shut up<\/p>\n<p>Clarke giggled at gaggles of geese and grandfolks.<\/p>\n<p>arrival of winter<br \/>in and out of Dublin<br \/>Brent geese and retirees<\/p>\n<p>Writing in Tokyo, Junko Saeki believes \u201cthere is no wall or discontinuity between life and death.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>majestic swans&#8211;<br \/>just die as they have lived<br \/>swansong<\/p>\n<p>Noting how mother\u2019s groan while birthing, children groan while growing, Stoianka Boianova noted how groans from the dying can lead them to redemption.<\/p>\n<p>strength of spirit&#8211;<br \/>death groans<br \/>turned into song<\/p>\n<p>Noting that \u201conly the wind blows away fallen leaves from an old chestnut tree\u201d in Szczecin, Poland, Dorota Kasparewicz slowly came to realize that she was would have to be the last person to turn off the lights.<\/p>\n<p>autumn<br \/>in front of the teahouse a line<br \/>of leaves<\/p>\n<p>Zorinc felt a chilling wind in Dubrovnik, Croatia.<\/p>\n<p>streetlight snow drifts&#8211;<br \/>left on the empty armchair<br \/>mother\u2019s wool vest<\/p>\n<p>Monica Kakkar finished her haiku at sundown. Arvinder Kaur heard flute notes on a chilly evening breeze floating across the Ganges River in India. Linus Blessing paid his respects at a cemetery in Berne, Switzerland.<\/p>\n<p>setting sun&#8230;<br \/>still mulling over a poem<br \/>on the paper mulberry leaf<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>the music<br \/>of the living and the dead<br \/>leaves crunch<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>swayed by the breeze<br \/>the mourning willow\u2019s boughs<br \/>waft over the grave<\/p>\n<p>Tejendra Sherchan attended a vigil in Kathmandu, Nepal. Scott Wiggerman attended a funeral in Albuquerque, New Mexico.<\/p>\n<p>lighting candles<br \/>for the dead protesters<br \/>my eyes follow her<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>funeral walk<br \/>we toss salt to keep<br \/>spirits behind<\/p>\n<p>When the evening trains were cancelled in Gotherington, England, Sheila Barksdale penned this line about her niece walking home alongside the River Thames:<\/p>\n<p>trapped in the city river stars pinch winter\u2019s span<\/p>\n<p>Zeljko Vojkovic looked furtively around the island of Vis, Croatia.<\/p>\n<p>eyes<br \/>wide open<br \/>darkness everywhere<\/p>\n<p>Grabowska looked back modestly upon her poetry.<\/p>\n<p>end of the year<br \/>just a few of my haiku<br \/>worth remembering<\/p>\n<p>John S. Gilbertson lay down between a rock and a hard place in Greenville, South Carolina.<\/p>\n<p>tired of this writing,<br \/>darkness makes a hard bed<br \/>and light sleeps elsewhere<\/p>\n<p>Margaret Ponting rose to a solemn occasion in Victoria, Australia, by singing the lyrics to a Christmas truce composed in 1816 by Joseph Mohr. In Tokyo, Saeki guarded a keepsake. The conclusion reached by these haiku shows how various interpretations and connections can shape the final meaning. Maley hoped for the best.<\/p>\n<p>singing stille nacht carol<br \/>soldiers no longer recognize<br \/>the face of the enemy<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>year comes to an end&#8211;<br \/>everything was lost<br \/>except the Silk of China<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>first cuckoos calling,<br \/>just like last year&#8211;only not&#8211;<br \/>will this be the last?<\/p>\n<p>Chen-ou Liu took a last deep breath in Ajax, Ontario.<\/p>\n<p>last notes linger&#8230;<br \/>the crowd breathes in the held silence<br \/>then breathes out<\/p>\n<p>The haikuist Tre concluded this robust year-end round of haiku by wishing everyone\u2019s wounds will heal the way the line of dormant trees where she lives in the Blue Ridge Mountains do each winter, \u201cso that we don\u2019t have to carry them into the future.\u201d In Iasi, Romania, Lavana Kray played the outro, the closing section of the final column for this year.<\/p>\n<p>bittersweet<br \/>december\u2019s coda<br \/>mends first wound<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>old songs&#8211;<br \/>two boots, filled with snow,<br \/>by her door<\/p>\n<p>If readers enjoyed the haiku in this column, Olivier-Gabriel Humbert is ready to send a few more from Les Avenieres, France.<\/p>\n<p>final concert<br \/>the very first piece learned<br \/>as an encore<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>The next issues of the Asahi Haikuist Network will appear on Jan. 2, 16, and 30, 2026. Readers are invited to send haiku about running a marathon, horses galloping in the new year or the Japanese prime minister\u2019s promise to \u201cwork, work, work and work.\u201d Mail contributions by postcard to David McMurray at the International University of Kagoshima, Sakanoue 8-34-1, Kagoshima, 891-0197, Japan, or by e-mail to (mcmurray@fka.att.ne.jp).<\/p>\n<p>* * *<\/p>\n<p>        <img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/31e870d39e9b442dab9c5f993aaeb19b.jpg\" alt=\"haiku-mug\" \/>David McMurray<\/p>\n<p>David McMurray has been writing the Asahi Haikuist Network column since April 1995, first for the Asahi Evening News. He is on the editorial board of the Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku, columnist for the Haiku International Association, and is editor of Teaching Assistance, a column in The Language Teacher of the Japan Association for Language Teaching (JALT).<\/p>\n<p>McMurray is professor of intercultural studies at The International University of Kagoshima where he lectures on international haiku. At the Graduate School he supervises students who research haiku. He is a correspondent school teacher of Haiku in English for the Asahi Culture Center in Tokyo.<\/p>\n<p>McMurray judges haiku contests organized by The International University of Kagoshima, Ito En Oi Ocha, Asahi Culture Center, Matsuyama City, Polish Haiku Association, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Seinan Jo Gakuin University, and Only One Tree.<\/p>\n<p>McMurray\u2019s award-winning books include: \u201cTeaching and Learning Haiku in English\u201d (2022); \u201cOnly One Tree Haiku, Music &amp; Metaphor\u201d (2015); \u201cCanada Project Collected Essays &amp; Poems\u201d Vols. 1-8 (2013); and \u201cHaiku in English as a Japanese Language\u201d (2003).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"neglecting nothing in his song, I wept in my seat&#8211;Patrick Sweeney (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) * * * I hum&#8230;a&hellip;\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":356928,"comment_status":"","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[39773,8768,4,450,451,3471,3,19754,452,453],"class_list":["post-356927","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-breaking-news","tag-asahi-haikuist-network","tag-asahi-shimbun","tag-breaking-news","tag-breakingnews","tag-headlines","tag-japan","tag-news","tag-special","tag-top-stories","tag-topstories"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/356927","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=356927"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/356927\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/356928"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=356927"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=356927"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/us\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=356927"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}