The Renku Sessions: New Calendar 5
Welcome to The Haiku Foundation’s Fifth Renku Session: New Calendar. I am John Stevenson, leading my second Kasen (36 verse) renku on this site. We will be trying something a little different this time. Instead of making all of the selections myself, new verses will be selected by the poet who wrote the preceding verse. This will be on a voluntary basis and I remain ready to preform this task for anyone who prefers to pass up the opportunity.
Our verse five selection has been made by Maureen Virchau. Here is her report:
“Greetings, everyone! Thank you for all your creative and diverse verses. It’s quite amazing to see all the places we could go with this renku.
I’ve chosen Dru Philippou’s enchanting verse.
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
–Dru Philippou
I was immediately drawn to its emphasis on sound. I love bringing another sense into the renku. I also enjoy this verse for its clear link, innovative shift, open-endedness, haiku-like essence, and deep sense of spring. I think the flute is an absolutely perfect instrument to include in a spring verse. Light and airy and delicate. Just like the warm breeze of the previous verse. This gentle wind has become the sound of a flute, an instrument which falls in the woodwind category. I hear the flute, I see the moon, I breathe in the exquisite air which can only be spring.
Thank you very much, Dru, for your wonderful verse. And thank you, John, for this opportunity to switch roles. It was quite challenging, as well as quite fun! I would also like to take this opportunity to thank you for all that you do for THF and the haiku community. All your hard work is greatly appreciated.
With gratitude,
Maureen”
Thank you for taking up the challenge, Maureen. And everyone for such lively and creative participation. Congratulations, Dru.
Dru Philippou will be offered the opportunity to select the next verse. Dru, please contact me, either in a reply below or by e-mail (ithacan@earthlink.net) to let me know whether you accept this offer. If you do, I will ask you to choose the next verse in accordance with the requirements listed below and to write a paragraph or two about your selection and send it to me on Wednesday morning (February 8) so that I can incorporate it in the next posting, which appears on the following day. If you would rather not make the selection, I will do so, but I would prefer to know that I’ll be doing that as early as possible
Verse six will be written in two lines and will be non-seasonal.
It must link to the fifth verse (and only the fifth verse) but it also must clearly shift away from it in terms of scene and subject matter.
It will conclude the opening section of the renku (the jo, or the first six verses), so it is to be somewhat formal in tone and not dealing in strong emotions or controversial subjects (e.g. politics, religion, illness, warfare, current events).
You will have until Tuesday night to make your offers. The Haiku Foundation site has been busy lately and the link to our renku session has not always been obvious on the home page. There is a permanent “Renku Sessions” button a little further down the home page and you can always reach the current session via this route. We will continue to check for new verse offers through each Tuesday.
With best wishes to all,
John
New Calendar to Date
new calendar
a year of
“Natural Wonders”
–John Stevenson
a clownfish offers
the first greeting–Peter Newton
taking a fistful
of freshly tilled earth
to my cheek–Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
café aromas
on the warm breeze–Maureen Virchau
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon–Dru Philippou
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at the party I serve
chicken noodle soup
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
an old man shelters
under an olive tree
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
our cat’s paw dangles
over the fish pond
Oh no, I’ve just realised I’ve mentioned fish again after Peter’s ‘clownfish’ – sorry, Dru. I must learn to read all the verses rather than just the last one! 🙄
marion
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
all eyes on the jellyfish
at the aquarium
That ‘fish’ has snuck in again! 😁
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
(BTW a lovely verse, Dru)
.
they request a bedtime story
from the Chronicles of Narnia
Thank you very much, Marion.
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
a fawn in a hurry
passes the lamppost
the expression of eyes
behind the niqab
the pearl diver
surfaces for air
the twinge of a memory
in the care home
from fingertips to lips
the blind man’s smile
cabochon opals flash
their play-of-colors
~ Betty
star rubies shimmer
against the black velvet
~ Betty
a Mexican Wave
at the football match
on my mobile, I stumble
into an old friend
the invited speaker
out of tune
A Beautiful Mind
plays on the telly
a spoonful of honey
stirred into lemon tea
.
.
clear golden honey
stirred into lemon tea
a pair of glasses
lies broken on the floor
.
.
a pair of eyeglasses
shattered on the floor
wood scraps fall
as he whittles a dove
a cool- matted silvery bed;
but no dreams
_
from
Poet- Wen Tingyun
Title -She sighs on her jade lute
300 Tang Poems an anthology from the Chinese Tang Dynasty
Thank you for submitting this, Jennifer.
choosing our words
more and more carefully
a cool- matted silvery bed;
but no dreams
Wen Tingyun
She sighs on her jade lute
300 Tang Poems
lullaby keeping time
to the squeaky rocking chair
what might have be a snake
was merely a hose
🙂
Michael, I’ve seen cats literally levitate in this situation, and still be suspicious upon landing.
—
– Lorin
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
comfort of settling
down in a new house
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
*
she sips apricot nectar
through the thicker straw
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
~ Dru Philippou
.
.
I feel for the rhythm
of the train track
~ Betty
.
.
.
Again, a lovely verse chosen…😊
hush of snow
falling into dusk
Nonseasonal…duh
arm in arm with grandma
in our caps and gowns
grandma with a cane
in her cap and gown
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
bare bottoms bob
above the billow
.
Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
blowing the years
off a photograph
.
Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
a kid running down
the up escalator
.
Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
*
at sunset the lone road
webbing across mountains
OR
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
*
the lone road at sunset
webbing across mountains
heads bowed in prayer
before Lord Krishna
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
–Dru Philippou
…
their picnic spread
beside a running stream
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
–Dru Philippou
…
the new bridegroom
toasted in boutique ale
appealing visuals, greetings, smells, touch, sound…I’m enjoying the flow all of these verses, thanks!
Marietta
I’m with you on that, Marietta. What a creative bunch of poets!!
Congrats, Dru. A lovely verse.
Theresa
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
–Dru Philippou
*****
crossing at the corner
a blind man’s cane
Thank you, Theresa.
The musicality of Dru’s verse was very appealing!
***
a lad in mickey ears
imagines beyond…
or
the ferris wheel mechanic
peddles ear plugs
all of ballet troupe
en pointe
—
– Lorin
or:
—
the principal dancers
en pointe
—
– Lorin
or:
—
the prima ballerina
en pointe
—
– Lorin
ahem … please excuse my Tontoism in this:
—
“all of ballet troupe
en pointe ”
!!! dunno how I missed that! It was meant to be:
—
all of the ballet troupe
en pointe
—
– Lorin
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
.
coyotes invisible
as the day begins
.
.
or:
.
invisible coyotes
silent at sunrise
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
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the mirror’s silvering
now streaked with age
flecks of gold adorn
the dish of quail eggs
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
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the dangling crystal casts
a flurry of rainbows
A very lovely verse, Dru, and an excellent choice, Maureen. 🙂
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sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
gazing at the mirror
she sees someone else
Thank you for all your kind words, Mary.
Thank you, Mary.
*
Dru
midnight at the tip
of his red sable brush
—
– Lorin
or maybe:
—
midnight at the tip
of the painter’s brush
—
– Lorin
or even:
—
painting by numbers
with a red sable brush
—
. . .though I’d say that the tone of that version, for the ‘jo’ section, would be inappropriate. 🙂
– Lorin
a jogger pauses
to catch her breath
—
or:
—
pausing,
the jogger catches her breath
—
– Lorin
stretching, yawning
the cat goes out
—
– Lorin
her face at the window
only half revealed
—
– Lorin
nicely done!
.
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
–Dru Philippou
.
***
the sculptor’s rhytmic strokes
shape a block of marble
from a side road
the flickering light of a bike
children laughing
at the pantomime
her father’s toast
to the bride and groom
rhyme 🙁
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
the cobra slithers back
into its bamboo basket
.
– Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
more bird-splat than grooves
at the Parthenon
.
– Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
covering every hole
with a blob of plaster
.
– Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
everything crystal
in a daydream
.
– Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
doing a quickstep
to the nut’s syncopations
.
– Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy
or
.
doing a quickstep around
the nut’s syncopations
a passer-by stops
to lit a cigar
to light (sorry)
Hi, John,
I am happy to take on this challenge! Thank you for the opportunity.
I would also like to thank Maureen for her wonderful insights into my verse and for her other comments which have furthered my knowledge in the renku form. This includes John, Peter and Shrikaanath and their careful selections. And, thank you Marilyn Potter.
Thank you for all the poets that participated and I look forward to reading your work.
Dru
Well done Dru and Maureen.
Thank you so much, Shrikaanth.
Thank you, Shrikaanth.
Glad to see that you will take up this opportunity, Dru!
You’re very welcome, Dru. Thank you for your kind words. Wishing you a marvelous experience!
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
–Dru Philippou
eyelids become heavy
at the end of the day
sound of a flute
slowly rising
with a hazy moon
.
–Dru Philippou
.
a baby wriggles to see
what is going on
A perfect choice, Maureen!
And congratulations on a lovely image, Dru.
Thank you very much, Marilyn. So glad you enjoy it.
Thank you, Marilyn.