Saturday 12 August 2023

Five Tan-Renga Poems Collaboration by Hifsa Ashraf and R.C. Thomas

 



Five Tan-Renga Collaboration by Hifsa Ashraf and R.C. Thomas  

 


photosynthesis
resetting  
my aura 

progress update
overshared 


Hifsa Ashraf & R.C. Thomas


 

brain fog
gliding through the mist
a robotic goose

a bird in the hand
out of memory 


Hifsa Ashraf & R.C. Thomas



 

my undecillion selves
so often I come
to nought 

countless
false alarms 


R.C. Thomas & Hifsa Ashraf




caching nightmares
what's left of now
kept for later 

catalyzing
phosphenes


R.C. Thomas & Hifsa Ashraf




Sagittarius A
adopting
a new identity 

the treadmill
to nowhere 


Hifsa Ashraf & R.C. Thomas

 



Hifsa Ashraf is an award-winning poet, author, editor, and social activist from Rawalpindi, Pakistan. Her work has been widely published. Hifsa is the author of six micropoetry books on gender-based taboos, mental health, socio-cultural, and socio-political issues. She has won The Touchstone Award for Individual Poems 2021 from The Haiku Foundation. She received special mention for her book, Her Fading Henna Tattoo, in the Touchstone Distinguished Books Award 2020 and in the Haiku Society of America Merit Book Award 2021. Her most recent micropoetry collection is hazy crescent moon that is about Islamophobia and published by Alba Publishing UK.

Please follow her on twitter at @hifsays




R.C. Thomas resides in Plymouth, UK. His poetry collections, The Strangest Thankyou’, and Zygote Poems, were published by Cultured Llama under the name Richard Thomas, and his work has appeared internationally. He edited Symmetry Pebbles, was Creative Writing editor for Tribe, co-edited Thief, and was Managing Editor of INK, Plymouth University's creative writing journal. His haiku 'silver lining' was shortlisted for a Touchstone Award for Individual Poems 2022.

Web: rcthomasthings.com
Twitter: @rcthomasthings
Instagram: @rcthomasthings




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