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HAIKU REVIEWS

We asked you to send in your haiku inspired by the music of this year's WOMAD, whether you heard it in a field or on your radio at home. Haiku is a Japanese poetry form consisting of 17 syllables: 5,7 and 5 per line.

The five winners have now been chosen by leading performance poet Roger Robinson and are the first five haikus listed below. Congratulations to the winners who will receive their digital radios soon. Last call for John Troy (e-mail address given has been blocked) and Jeremy Gilchrist to send in their addresses and contact numbers tolate.junction@bbc.co.uk.

Tinariwen
Tuereg electric
Desert sand hangs in the air
Another world sings
--Patricia Rivera, North London

Nearing the Siam tent
The crowd in thrall to Kroke
Boy stands in dad's shoes
--Marianne Johnson

Seydijna Insa Wade + Oumar Sow
All fingers clicking
Summer Senegal guitars
These two guys, old friends
-- John Troy

David Byrne
Friday, David Byrne
Moonrise over wind-light flags
'Once in a Lifetime'
-- Will

Ba Cissoka
The wild wind has blown
A world through my radio
I smell Africa
--Jeremy Gilchrist

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Thank you very much for all your entries, a large selction sent in by text, e-mail and written at the fesitval can be found below.

Tinariwen
Shifting sands of sound
Shrunk to electronic thump
An hour glass flowing
--Roger Farnworth

Saturday evening
A sea of canvas billows
I have lost my tent
--anon

Listen to the beat
flags fluttering in the wind
very dirty feet
--May

Irish fiddle plays
The music plucks my heartshtrings
Beer can under foot
-- Paul Kirkley

In between burundi
beats and punjabi drums
humans drink smoothies
-- Simon de Groot

Drummers of Burundi
Dancers twist and leap
A thousand smiling people
Cheer and clap their hands
-- Anon

Coco Mbassi
Mellow soft and kind
Coco's voice floats out across
The setting sun sky
-- Anon

Near the sweeping ground
Fingers glide on smooth guitar
That my tent on fire?
-- Matt Williams

It all started with
Andy Kershaw Sunday nights
Now it's my WOMAD
-- Phil Jackson

Dancing by moonlight
Waves of sound wash over me
Drum-beats lift my soul
-- Anon

sun toasts waiting crowd
hot tuna melts young and old
flags turn gold on blue
--Alison Keyes

If only we could
always be like this, smiling
in one bright language.
--Sue Leigh

wind moves singing flames\
this wail of sound, heart driven
night burns desert cry
--Daithidh MacEochaidh

Echoes of the world
Fill my dreams with excitement
Safe in Maidenhead
--Gill Evans

Hot sweet ginger tea
Drums throb in the velvet dark
Lamps sway, pulse quickens
--Nick

Sky gazing, Womad 2004
in the dark night sky
not samurai but music
lifting banners high

Rokia Traore sings, waiting for her instruments, Womad 2004
velvet soaring voice
leaps then falls with modest grace
beauty with no bounds
--Sue Bingham

Luciano stills
the crowd hums Redemption song
Long after Marley
--Derek Harper

Baby sleeps upstairs
Radio plays wild rhythms
To waken my soul
-- Sue Johnson

We dance like lions
Daara J, an English night
Music fills the world
--Evan Jeffries and Helen Murray

what minds create, sound tells
more colour than pictures
stories without words
--Simon Daniel

Rockin' reggae-roots
Totally transformed today
Radio riot!
--Matt Taylor

Air hums with complex sound
Midnight flags beat skyward time
We merge into one
--Sarah Cheffins (my first WOMAD)

Tinariwen
warrior robes, strong hands
instead of ammunition
a guitar strap
--Lynn Alderson

Kila
she fiddles full tilt
leaning into the wind flags,
pink boa streaming
--Lynn Alderson

Tinariwen
Camel-riding blues
Tuaregs with stratocasters
Laying down a groove
--Pete from Harpenden

Buffeted by tides
from Open Air to Siam
I falter and eat
--Nick Peed

Mexico, Mali
send strange, sad, stirring music
to soothe me to sleep.
--Olga Kenyon

Feet beat earth's dry drum,
the moon hides behind her veil,
sleep where the cows dreamt.
--Sally Light

Tinariwen
Delta blue sand dunes
The coolest group in the world
My Tinawiren
--Tony May

Lightning over Tilbury dock
Ten Touareg fighters
crack open the sky
--Ian Osborne

Desert sands whisper
Music written by the wind
Do you hear it now
--Lynda & Joe Fean

Grassy blanket dusk
Chest echoes resonate drums
Have you missed the flight?
--Pat Sodey

The Golden Pride Choir
As if the sun were singing
Up there, in bright robes
--Will

Catching Sun
WOMAD flags fly high
in breeze, sounding like raindrops
catching only sun
--Lisa Craddock

All the world unites
Will we forget how to fight?
WOMAD saves the world
--Catherine

Raindrops falling slow
Rapid fingers pluck cold steel
Is that my mobile?
--inspired by Liu Fang, Mike Dees

Arms waving, dancing
Drum drum rain drum drum drum joy
Curry on my chin
--Mike Dees

Full of lalafel
International market booms
Cash flow crisis looms
-- Anna Casslett

Voices of the world
fill bright silken sails with song
join your land with mine
--Jenny

Daby played with soul
No broken string could stop him
He just carried on.
--Anon

Multi-faceted Music
Making festival
Wow man it's WOMAD
--Tony

Listen: the voices
open our deepest textures
drawing us outward.
--Peter Kalve