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The Old Oak's Roots - Tan Renga / 2014 with Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Credits: (c) photo Björn


So here is the emotive haiku by Björn Rudberg and my 
attempt at writing two lines worthy of being added to it.

the old oak’s roots -
reach from past to future
recall last year 
                                (c) Björn Rudberg

the wisdom of hope smiles
through the cycle of toil                  (c) Nimi


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2014 - My journey with Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

2014 has been a very important year for me. I started blogging in 2014. 
In 2014, I discovered Chèvrefeuille's Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Did I come across CDHK, while searching for Poetry Blogs, or did I read someone's blog written in response to a CDHK prompt... I don't remember. Anyway, I discovered a mesmerizing world.

For me, CDHK started as a crash course on Haiku and also as an inspiration to write.
I obviously knew of Haiku, I had read Haiku before, but never before had it fascinated me as much. And certainly, never before had I thought that I could write Haiku.

The crash course has surpassed the 'crash' part and is still continuing. I am usually struggling to imbibe as much as I can... though whenever it gets too much, I consciously let go of the seriousness and enjoy the reading and writing of Haiku.

For months I read. The first Haiku I wrote in response to a CDHK response was


I felt instantly welcomed to the warm family at CDHK. I have been a rather irregular in my presence here though. One of my resolutions this new year is to be around more, both as a writer and as a reader.
I read the words of other poets and more often than not, I am awed. I learn more and am inspired to write better. And I feel confident enough to start a new blog of poetry...

Thank you...


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