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September 2016
UHTS White Page




Turkish Poets
Guliz Mutlu, Turkey


The author of this White Page, Guliz Mutlu, museologist and classical philologist. She is a francophone author of six poetry collections with many literary prizes in France: The Renée Vivien Prize 2011, The Grand Prize of Francophone Writing 2012 and The Special Prize of Jean Aicard 2012... she is fond of writing haiku in various journals and newspapers. Her post-doctoral research on “Tenebrism, Tremendism and the Spanish Romanticism" at the Pompeu Fabra University, Barcelona...



Let me begin this article by mentioning the former studies and events on haiku up to now: haiku in Turkish was given a start by two key poets, Orhan Veli Kanik (1914-1950) and Ilhan Berk (1918-2008). In our time, as well as the translations of the timeless master Matsuo Basho, there are also educative books on the literary history of haiku and how to write a haiku poem.

Oruc Aruoba, Sengul Karaca, Necati Albayrak, Kadir Aydemir and Savas Cekic and many more poets are writing haiku in Turkish. Moreover, there are reviews on the haiku poems of Jack Kerouac and an interview with Vladislac Bajac, the strong pen and thriving haiku poet.

In 2015, in Istanbul, the haiku master Takao Hideshiro gave a stunning conference on haiku. Thus, the writers and readers from different ages are admiring haiku. Why not to mention the children? From September 2015 to June 2016, in Izmir, JIKAD (Japan and Izmir Intercultural Friendship Foundation) prepared an organization for The JAL Foundation’s "The World Children’s Haiku Contest 2015-2016", and eleven children won a certificate and a gift.


The Prize Ceremony on June 2016, in JIKAD, Izmir, haiku and senryu in English awards were given to these six pens:

Debbi Antebi, the award-winner poetess who resides in the city of Istanbul.

Joseph Salvatore Aversano, the award-winner poet (native New Yorker), who currently lives in the capital city of Ankara.

Guliz Mutlu, the award-winner francophone author of six poetry collections from Ankara.

Semih Ozmeric, our successful pen from Istanbul, who is writing haiku and designing photo-haiku.

Engin Gulez from Ankara is another award-winner poet.

Fatma Gultepe, our pure pen, is a retired English teacher from Ankara, and is my mother.

summer moon
I can see it by my side
on a paddy field

Semih Ozmeric
(The Mainichi, July 22, 2015)



pitch black sky
counting down to the first full moon
of my cat

Semih Ozmeric
(The Mainichi, Jan. 16, 2016)



first day of spring
trees
don't care

Semih Ozmeric
(The Mainichi, May 26, 2016)




no stars tonight—
my daughter brings me
a jar of fireflies

Engin Gulez
(Polish International Haiku Competition 2015, Commendation
)

two street musicians
nothing but cherry petals
in the violin case

Engin Gulez
International Sakura Awards 2015,
Honorable Mention.

her kite found a way
to the edge of mount fuji
a child's starlit dream

Engin Gulez
(Fujisan Haiku 2014,
Special Recognition)



granddaughter
coloring a rainbow
april sky

Fatma Gultepe
(Failed Haiku, The English Senryu Journal, Issue 9
)

Dreaming
the summer stars
mom and dad smile

Fatma Gultepe
(The Asahi Shimbun Daily News, The Asahi Haikuist Network, September 2, 2016
)



In addition, the delightful poetess from Istanbul, Esra Sarioglu is writing tanka for various journals, her tanka have been published in the book written by Leslie Ihde (Writing to Awaken: creative writing as spiritual self-inquiry, CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2014.). Some of her tanka:

under the heavy rain
coming out quietly
land snails
set the pace
of a dark summer evening

Esra Sarioglu
(Inner Art Journal, June 18, 2015
)


in the morning haze
she walks like
a woman on the moon
slow to enter
the day’s orbit

Esra Sarioglu
(ARDEA, Issue 3
)


cold winter sun
glistens
on the icy sidewalk
how quietly
we face hostility

Esra Sarioglu

(A Hundred Gourds Journal, Issue 5:3
)



Also, recent and good news! The heart-touching pen, Debbi Antebi is the third place winner of The First Annual Gene Murtha Senryu Contest. Congratulations!

spring cleaning
I throw away
the blues

Debbi Antebi

"This poem by Debbi invokes the 'lightness' any fine senryu strives to attain. Many of us engage in the timeless pastime of 'spring cleaning'. Winter has ended, and time of reckoning for many of us is upon us. No matter if you are planting crops, feeding flower beds, or just moving the boots to the back of the closet and pulling out the sandals, it is a time of positive upheaval. There is work to be done for sure, but another season to look forward to. The 'blues' have no place in this moment of newfound order and hope, so banishment seems the only appropriate approach for any of us to take".

Mike Rehling, Editor: Failed Haiku

(Prune Juice Journal, Issue 19, p. 5-6)



Ending this article is selected haiku and senryu of Debbi Antebi, Joseph Salvatore Aversano, and myself… health, peace and happiness!—Guliz Mutlu, Turkey


my grandfather's face
we try to read
between the lines

Debbi Antebi
(The Heron’s Nest Journal, March 2016
)


more bitter
than I imagined –
sweet revenge

Debbi Antebi
(Prune Juice, Issue 18
)


haiku moment
I step outside
myself

Debbi Antebi

catching up-
all the updates
we skip over

Debbi Antebi

reunion
measuring how far
we moved apart

Debbi Antebi

alone at home
I try to reason
with a leaky faucet

Debbi Antebi
(hedgerow journal, Issue 72
)


new home
we unpack
our old habits

Debbi Antebi

divorce
keeping custody
of my grudges

Debbi Antebi
(Failed Haiku, The English Senryu Journal, Issue 6
)


family diner
again mom speaks
for me

Debbi Antebi
(Failed Haiku, The English Senryu Journal, Issue 7
)


long road trip…
reaching the dead end
of our relationship

Debbi Antebi
(hedgerow journal, Issue 85
)


Grandpa’s funeral – burying the granddaughter in me

Debbi Antebi
(Failed Haiku, The English Senryu Journal, Issue 5
)


small casket-
the weight
of his dreams

Debbi Antebi
(Prune Juice, Issue 19
)



calling into my dream morning birds

Joseph Salvatore Aversano
(A Hundred Gourds, Issue 5:2
)


persephone,,turned up,,by the plough
a pang of plum flowered hills
the sarcophagus lid aside it’s true

Joseph Salvatore Aversano


fossil still born shale
rock hewn wind step
w h e n b o w i n g t h e f l o o d p l a i n s e a

Joseph Salvatore Aversano


up the stair
well sound
of rain

Joseph Salvatore Aversano


the smaller
the more radial
the soul

Joseph Salvatore Aversano


a god
shaped
stone

Joseph Salvatore Aversano
(Otata, Issue 3, March 2016
)



waiting for
snow cloud
slow moonrise

Guliz Mutlu
(Paper Wasp Journal, March 2016
)


Cotton fields
children blow confetti
close to the city

Guliz Mutlu
(The Asahi Shimbun Daily News, The Asahi Haikuist Network, April 29, 2016
)


a bed of pine
wayfaring stranger
gone with the snow

Guliz Mutlu
(Chrysanthemum Journal, Issue 19
)


I leave at the bookstore
the ink black umbrella
a dance with the sun

Guliz Mutlu
(The Bamboo Hut Journal, Spring 2016
)


deep water
the heart-shaped stone
still there

Guliz Mutlu
(The Heron’s Nest Journal, June 2016
)


mimosa’s scent
the wind blows
barely, barely

Guliz Mutlu
(Hundred Gourds Journal, Issue 5:3
)


crocus or not
my young boyhood
stands in the melting snow

Guliz Mutlu
(The Mainichi Shimbun Daily News, June 10, 2016
)


barely spring
black sheep clouds
gather in the dusk

Guliz Mutlu
(Bottle Rockets Journal, Issue 35
)


a blue rock big enough to end water song,

Guliz Mutlu
(The Heron’s Nest Journal, September 2016
)


cold rain
the shadow of a bust
crowded

Guliz Mutlu
(Wild Plum Journal, Issue 2:2
)


halicarnassus at night
honeysuckles
blown with the sand

Guliz Mutlu
(Otata, Issue 9, September 2016
)