The Renku Sessions: Barely Time – Week 3
Hello again. This is John Stevenson and I will be facilitating a twelve verse renku, in the Jûnichô style. Over the coming weeks we will add one new verse each week, selected from your offers.
It’s great to see that we are already in high gear, both in terms of participation (209 verses, from 49 poets) and in the quality of your efforts.
Some of your verses were passed over for technical reasons. Chief among these were verses that either contained a kigo from our list or a non-kigo that nevertheless invoked a particular time of year. Another factor was verses that tended to fall into one of the categories that we will be covering later in the renku – mainly offers that could be taken as “love verses.” And finally, a defect in my instructions resulted in some verse offers that contained grammatical breaks (an exclusive feature of the hokku) or attempts to write a verse that might stand alone. The poetry in a renku, after the hokku, results from the interplay between verses rather than within individual verses.
But these reservations left plenty of other strong candidates. Here are a few that I especially appreciated; presented in the order in which they were posted:
decals in the nursery
still dimly fluorescent
Maxianne Berger
a handful of pins
for hemming up the skirt
Laurie Greer
prison guard towers
glow in the night
Dan Campbell
unpacking the dishwasher
by candlelight
Carole Harrison
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
morning sun shining
on the kitchen spoons
andrew shimield
dust motes
in a shaft of light
Polona Oblak
latest stack of books
in the bathroom
Chris Patchel
how old was Galileo
when the pope apologized?
princess k
effortlessly gliding
over the sunken treasure
Betty Shropshire
sheep don’t
help either
M. R. Defibaugh
his death poem
half finished
Debbie Scheving
all that a dragon
could wish for a snack
Ann Smith
What a hard choice this is. I love all of these.
OUR SECOND VERSE
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
In the end, the deciding factor was a verse that invokes a collective experience and seems to look forward, even as it conjures the past.
Our Renku, So Far
BARELY TIME
short night
barely time
to count the stars
Keith Evetts
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
THIS WEEK
Please offer candidates for a third verse, using these guidelines:
- Three lines
- Non-seasonal (containing nothing from our list of kigo)
- Linking with the second verse only (no obvious linking to the first verse)
- Without an internal grammatical break or pause
- A very clear departure in subject matter
Please enter your offers in the comments section, below. Offers should be made by midnight, eastern US time, on Monday, July 4. On Thursday, July 7 I will post a selection of the offers, with my comments, and announce the third verse for “Barely Time.”
Looking forward to seeing what might be next,
John Stevenson
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Verse 3
de-wilding restores
the corporation lawns
for senior cits
out of bed
the memorial garden
can’t be far
forgotten pictures
going back
and further back
.
over on
the dark side
a complete surprise
.
on the other side
of the silver coin
a face I can’t recall
.
.
over on
the dark side
a new beginning
.
searching
for slippers
i found god
wendy c. bialek
an unwrapped gift
on the welcome mat
yips and whines
– Betty Shropshire
the monkey bars
built for children
to swing on
we steep sprigs
of rosemary
in Blue Sapphire gin
pleasant sound
of the limestone path
under my bicycle tires
pleasant sound
of the limestone path
under my footsteps
suppressed wince
as the shot of whiskey
goes down
the elbow grease
needed to clean
well water stains
(Then again, minerals and most everything else, came from stars)
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
—
the judge agrees
a reduced sentence
for haiku poets
kids bust out of school
to read all the books
the fogeys banned
what goes around
comes around
in stir-fry politics
the price of gas
rewilds the orbital
expressway
patching the hole in the boots
where the road
came in
*
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
in the end
it boils down to sex
intellectuals meet
across the border
the same orange
of war fires
imaginary party
pink cups and saucers
in the debris
Arvinder Kaur
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
— Lorin Ford
***
some coyote
howls penetrate
the mesosphere
***
only donkey
smiles can melt a frigid
human heart
***
a falling
star vanishing
in the fireworks
***
canned
confessions coming
from the convent
the blanket dew slips
into clouds holding memories
of the silence
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
*
sipping again
from a cup
of ayahuasca
– Betty Shropshire
Congratulations, Lorin. What a beautiful verse it is.
BARELY TIME
.
short night
barely time
to count the stars
.
Keith Evetts
.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
.
Lorin Ford
.
.
lapis lazuli beads
spill all over
the bedroom floor
.
forgetting
what it was
I needed to do
.
forgetting
where it was
I left my glasses
.
it just dawned on her
that she forgot
to turn off the stove
.
a small gray mouse
scarpered out
the back porch door
.
when the light went on
the tiny mouse
scarpered out the door
.
the tiny mouse
dropped its cheese
and scarpered
.
the startled mouse
scarpered without
its bit of cheese
.
.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
.
an empty bag
of cheese puffs
and then the bitch’s tongue
.
.
Congratulations Lorin
BARELY TIME
short night
barely time
to count the stars
Keith Evetts
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
bare feet
splashing down
a mountain stream
we forget
to pay
the ferryman
the scent
as we slice
her lemon drizzle
the swirl of cream
in my morning
coffee
07/02/2022 by wendy © bialek
scan photos of the dead
carefully placed
in an album
…
my mother rowed
her hospital bed
across the sea
…
lifting old books
and breathing in
their musty smell
Congrats, Lorin, and thank you for the beautiful image memory.
*
old record albums
feature young men
before eyebrow waxing
*
the collection
of souvenir spoons
gather dust
*
at the class reunion
big hair is noticably
absent
*
the odometer says
we’ve already driven
five hundred dollars
rice cakes again
the dietician program
still malfunctioning
dan smith
new world building
is hard work but the robots
toil tirelessly
this side of the galaxy
seems more desolate
but it’s just the homesickness
morale is low
the lab rats are dying
cause unknown
radiation from the supernova
still twinkling on all
the ships detectors
escaped information
just out of our reach
forever and ever
how mom’s swirling
chopstick makes
cake marble
07/02/2022 by wendy © bialek
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*****
it seems
eraser dust clings
to everything
*****
pink pearl
eraser crumbs
litter the floor
*****
a matchbox
full of
eraser crumbs
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
—
the smell
of a loaf
straight out of the oven
the novice pastor
clears the pool table
with a flourish
a pet budgie
takes advantage
of the unlocked door
Mother says
take no notice
of Freud
forced to set up
a gardeners
underground movement
or:
forced to set up
an underground movement
for gardeners
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
— Lorin Ford
a collection
of stuffed animals
under the bed
the same song
over and over
from a myna bird
the ink dries
on an open page
of a diary
a tray
of worry stones
all agate and jade
.
.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
just one voice
carried
by the river
.
.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
a branch snaps
this feeling
of solitude
.
.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
licking
the sharp point
of a number 2
.
.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
****
blind panhandler
running to catch
the bus
****
zookeeper
making the mating
call of a swan
*****
playing against
myself on the chessboard
at the park
****
a herd
of cows
blocking traffic
short night
barely time
to count the stars
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
vinegar added
to warm water removes
lingering smells
short night
barely time
to count the stars
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
glorious fruits
available to buy
all year round
short night
barely time
to count the stars
Keith Evetts
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
***
breaking off the crust
from a still warm
sourdough loaf
a dung beetle
rolls its ball
away from the heap
strike the first one
strike the first one, too close
I never thought
threading the needle
would be such a chore
short night
barely time
to count the stars
Keith Evetts
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
***
good one, it supports the hokku as wakiku should, but i don’t think i would dare select this one with its speculative undertones and the moon implied within its context (though i wouldn’t consider it a moon verse in a traditional sense). fun, though, as it does open up interesting dilemmas and i’ll be curious where it takes us.
John, and All. My computer has crashed irretrievably for me, so I’m writing here from my local library. Please forgive me if I’m missing from THF and this renku for as long as it takes. I wish it wasn’t so.
So sorry to hear this, Lorin!
😔 Betty
Aw no—what a pain, Lorin. Hope it’s fixable.
Congrats on your verse. I immediately thought or the EarthRise Rolling collaborative haiku project here on THF for international poetry day, so…
how quickly
another year goes round
in haiku circles
soooo frustrating! but very glad to hear you are up and running again!
one of my worst nightmares so sorry for you
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
*****
nowadays
my dog watches
me chase my tail
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
-Lorin Ford
Come join the search
for Takamori’s
head
Come join the search
for Takamori’s
head
– Patrick Sweeney
Thanks Patrick – fascinating history.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
*
faked thumbprints
bespoke the need
for a new alibi
– Betty Shropshire
glued to the porthole
on this tub
of a ferry
*
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
moving into a dot
on the map
to get off the grid
*
Revision:
moving off the grid
to a dot
on the map
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
treasures
disappearing
to the squirrel’s drey
desire with search
of a new coin
from the mound
***
tied to a house
in the process of crumbling
unawares
***
call for cup of tea
in the middle
of dance
***
cutting brinjal
deep cut
into her hand
**
bucket’s fall
into the well
your thirsty draw
**
her choked throat
at the grand finale
of music concert
**
whereabouts
of new mobile
her mystery
***
non believing
in the belief
of tiles’ paste cure
****
telephone chat
wife still awaits
brewing tea
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
a freckled hand
adds yeast to the well
in the flour
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
—Lorin Ford
beneath
the microscope
a new variant
**
from the rubble
a dog whimpers
and men weep
**
in a field
of blue and yellow flags
new tombs
**
still my fingers
and a Chopin nocturne
bring goosebumps
**
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
*
kittens playing
with the loose threads
from a ball of yarn
– Betty Shropshire
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
Alice just
not her old self
after Drink Me
*
not quite
her old self
after Drink Me
*
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
following the ringing
in my ears to
the center of the maze
sounds
of the city
waking up
***
a chorus
of Hallelujah
from the alley
***
cobblestones
instead of asphalt
in the red-light district
***
mountain
stream
melody
***
crooked
Help Wanted sign
on the liquor store window
recalling
the troops
for another mission
*
somehow forgetting
the baby
in the back seat
*
we scream
at the injustice
of everything
*
stale p*** / pee
in the alley
where it happens
(I put the asterisks in case the system doesn’t like such words)
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
-Lorin Ford
*
the fossil hunter
digs up an ammonite
on the rocky shore
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
—
at dawn
the geriatrics ward
bursts into song
a tin can
bouncing down the road
for kicks
birthday postcard
franked by
the Alzheimer’s Society
Earthrise is still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
antiques
price
to the sky
congratulations Lorin
crossing the date line
with the next big
contaminant
was fifty years ago today
that we last
would hear the Beatles play
strangers in the night
held us at
gun point
let us then ask ourselves
ask ourselves what would
Charles Bukowski do
” and in the end
the love you take is
equal to the love you make”
trampled
sunflowers less than
half a world away
correction!!
let us then
ask ourselves what
would Charles Bukowski do
Thanks, Michael!
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
blood and bones
when to be
natural fertilizer
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
and it…
grass and clay
starting to get shackled
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
the beginning of
love grows
between us
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
Congratulations dear Lorin
Beautiful ❤️❤️
Thank you, Nani.
Congratulations Lorin! Lovely verse.
.
tiny fingers
grabbing a fistful
of my hair
.
and finally
both pup and I fall
into exhausted sleep
.
deep in a bean bag
the child
turns a page
.
waiting breathless
as the soprano holds
the last aria note
.
Thanks, Sushama.
reworking
her smile
in a mini puzzle
6/30/2022 by wendy © bialek
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
our blue dot
floating in the dark
without a tether
.
a bun in the oven
with the timer
counting down
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
-Lorin Ford
under hypnosis she tells
the whereabouts
of Sinatra’s bow tie
This is so fun, seeing how we are building this together.
Congratulations Lorin.
Earthrise still fresh
In our memories
— Lorin Ford
even here
the cutting
continues
the dance hall
nearly as big
as the galley
floating
on this weightless
colony
holding fast
as we look for
our new home
so lucky
to have a suite
with windows
Thanks, Donald.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
****
the thumbs up
of the Ukrainian girl
on the news
***
alphabet
soup never has
letter x
***
some
families have
frown DNA
chained junkyard
dog following
the shade
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
-Lorin Ford
I’m 67 prime
thanks to the sieve
of Eratosthenes
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
—
a buyer
for Fred Astaire’s
tap-dancing shoes
nearly tripping
on my favorite
cat’s eye marble
– Betty Shropshire
or:
nearly tripping on
a big blue marble
that you said was lost
– Betty Shropshire
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
undersides
of wind-spun leaves
face the light
love that verse, Lorin ! nostalgic … adventurous .. ☺ Maxianne
Thanks, Maxianne. 🙂
Hi Everyone,
.
It’s too late to add a requirement, since some people would undoubtedly miss it among the posted replies. So this is just an idea but will not be treated as a requirement. The first two verses are on a vast scale. It might, therefore, be good to have a third verse involving something small and, perhaps, easily overlooked.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
working in from
the outer edges
of the puzzle
*
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
cherubim
guard the gate
of the garden
Congrats Lorin and thanks John for all the time you devote to this each week.
***
peeing
into the volcano
crater
***
missing the urinal
while peeing
in an earthquake
****
hyena howls
make you pee
on your hiking boots
PS – In a shameless act of self-promotion, please click on my name and it has a link to my new blog which has some of my poetry and artwork that I hope you enjoy.
soon as i finish peeing!
Thanks, Dan.
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
looking forward to
some music
the next town over
*
pulling apart
the cookbook’s
marinaded pages
*
hush you babe
it won’t be a mushroom
cloud
excellent choice, john…..excellent and fitting wakiku lorin!!!!
now on to work for our daisan:
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
thinking twice
about that K-9
in the shelter
06/30/2022 by wendy © bialek
oooops! if ‘twice’ goes back to the hokku’s……’count’ then:
i offer this instead:
thinking about
that K-9
in the shelter
06/30/2022 by wendy © bialek
Thanks, Wendy.
Congratulations, Lorin!
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
beneath the waves
our yellow submarine
sails on and on
Thanks, Richard !
she relates
to her granddaughter’s
purple hair
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
Congratulations Lorin! The Earthrise photo is most certainly one of the most influential photographs in history, and a wonderful link to Keith’s hokku.
John – just wondering if/how this will impact the junicho schema when we get to the moon (verse 5?)
This is good renku thinking. We do have to consider how what we say now will possibly impinge upon or even foreclose later choices.
We have a lot of leeway in this particular renku format. My first thought is that we can wait until nearly the end before calling for a moon verse. A more bold approach would be to look upon Lorin’s offering as our moon verse; although a non-seasonal moon verse, and from a revolutionary perspective.
Thanks, Princess! Your question is an intelligent one, and relevant.
And thank you, John, for selecting my ‘Earthrise’ verse for the wakiku. . . quite a surprise for me, but it does link to the hokku, it is non-seasonal or ‘all seasons’ and ‘moon’ is not mentioned.
Your thinking, in relation to this verse, that it might be called a moon verse is certainly revolutionary … far more so than I’d dare to be. 🙂
.
Here’s my current thoughts. Though within the photograph there is a part of a moonscape visible, that’s no different, for renku purposes, than (for instance) there being a bridge in a Monet ‘water lilies’ painting. If , in a renku, there was an ekphrastic ‘Monet’s Water Lilies’ verse (art, no season) and we googled the painting/s and saw a bridge as well as water lilies, would that mean we couldn’t later have a verse with the Brooklyn Bridge (or even just ‘bridge’) in it? I don’t think so. (unless Monet’s bridge was mentioned in the verse, of course)
While ‘moonlight’ or ‘moon shadow’ both do imply the presence of the moon, does ‘Earthrise’ , the photograph, imply the presence of the moon in the same way? (and not all Americans, if I recall rightly, believed that it really was a bit of moon landscape in the photo at the time. 🙂 )
.
My view: the moon as listed in kiyose and saijiki is the moon observable from wherever we live on Earth. It shines, it changes shape in a predictable cycle and it has its attributed seasons for renku and haiku. Mentioning ‘moon’ alone, in renku, indicates autumn, in either hemisphere. Add a season, say ‘spring moon’, and ‘moon’ is qualified. But a photo of the turning earth taken from a rocket orbiting the moon . . . we can’t attribute a season to that.
.
In the famous photo, Earth, our planet, is the subject. Yes, there’s a bit of moon landscape in it (and not all Americans, if I recall rightly, believed that it really was a bit of moon landscape at the time. 🙂 ) but the moon is not the subject nor is it mentioned.
.
That’s my view, anyway. I don’t feel that ‘earthrise’ cancels out the possibility of a moon verse:the moon in the sky as seen from somewhere on earth and within a season, or the effects of the moon such as moonlight and moon shadows.
as we have been instructed by john in the past….a picture of a flower….is not a flower.
but the date the picture was taken/the event….could that connect it with a season????
“but the date the picture was taken/the event….could that connect it with a season???? “- Wendy,
.
um. no, Wendy … that would only be possible if the Earth was actually flat. (I thought all the ‘flat Earth’ theorists had long gone!)
Today’s time and date (for the Eastern coast of Australia) is the 3rd of July. That’s the beginning of the 2nd month of winter. What season is it now, where you are?
What season was it up in that rocket near the moon where the photo was taken?
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
those moments
you never forget
the first times
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
donating
a bag
of the gently used
*
giving away
a bag of the not
so gently used
*
mall shoppers
surge inside
by the busload
Way to go, Lorin! Thanks, John, for the notice above.
*
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
*
holding the note
while the pianist
picks out the tune
*
Thanks, Laurie!
Congrats, Lorin! And thank you John for the mentions, too. 😊
short night
barely time
to count the stars
– Keith Evetts
*
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
– Lorin Ford
*
an elephant
waves its trunk
and trumpets
– Betty Shropshire
Thanks, Betty. 🙂 I certainly did not see this one coming.
Congratulations, Lorin – very stylish!
—
Earthrise still fresh
in our memories
Lorin Ford
—
the throb
of a trawler
snagged by the reef
gyres of plastic
in the great pacific
garbage patch
only so many
ways to rearrange
the rubble
the Ministry official
claims she is passionate
about compost
catastrophes vanish
at a touch
of the remote
feeding the crumbs
of yesterday’s loaf
to leftover birds
children
surf with dolphins
in the limpid sea
everyone
looks the other way
at the smell
Thank you, Keith. This is quite a surprise for me! 🙂 I’m honoured, of course.
(and certainly glad that my computer, which has been playing up, did finally come to life this morning. Yesterday too, several of those old “computer error haiku” haiku from last century were doing rerns ibn my head.)
Grandma’s cookbook
pops open
to soufflés