Contest Comments by David McMurray
The number of contest entries keeps increasing, reaching a record 4,181 by this 9th round. 1,748 contestants wrote in English, including 1,206 haiku for organizer-supplied photos and 542 haiku with original photos about the sea. The “sea” theme was revealed through words and images of fish, waves, ports, boats, coastal bus tours, and even torpedo-shaped sweets. Proving its international acceptance as a new literary genre, photo-haiku submitted in English has soared in number and quality since its introduction at the 6th contest. Entries from young Chinese writers surged, and Vietnamese, Singaporean, Nepalese, and South Africans debuted in the competition that now attracts haiku from 47 countries.
Grand Prix
Message from the contest judge David McMurray
From among the entries it was decided that a Grand Prix would _not_ be awarded.
Award for Excellence
FinlandHarri Mannonen
hometown by the sea
gray as fall I’m still standing
drifting back to thee
Comment from the Judge: David McMurray
Flowing words emulate the flowing late autumn fog in the photo. Perhaps having worked abroad for many years, the gray-haired haikuist slowly gets used to the idea that it’s time to sail back to where he was born while he’s still alive. The 5-7-5 syllable form with a rhyme mirrored a rhythmic rolling sea and embellished the idea of returning. The archaic form of you, as a final word, anchored the poet’s love for home.
Award for Excellence
CanadaDiane Descoteaux
with every breath
it’s moving in the oven -
wildberry pudding
Comment from the Judge: David McMurray
A kitchen-window view of the gentle spring sea framed by a branch of wild berries was rendered even more appetizing with words. The perfectly-placed 5-7-5 syllables created an imagined view through an oven-window at a gently rising and falling homemade sweet. The photo-haikuist combined all the best ingredients to make a smooth flowing delicious treat worthy of an award for excellence.
Honorable Mentions
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U.S.AJay Friedenberg
drying nets
the sound of laughter
from the fisherman’s pub -
IrelandRoberta Beary
summer fling over
the wild wave swept
out to sea -
U.S.AMarilyn Ashbaugh
lost…
I return home
to the sea -
JapanYukiko Yamada
to the world
that you couldn’t see
new year starts -
U.KMarion Clarke
Grandma’s house
so many memories
to choose from -
U.S.AAgnes Eva Savich
early summer
what if I boarded
a different bus? -
IndiaArvinder Kaur
deadlines…
for now the lullaby
of gentle waves