The Renku Sessions: Pilgrims' Stride 18
Welcome to The Renku Sessions. Renku is a participatory literary game, following a set of rules that are implemented by the leader of the session. If you would like to learn more about renku go here. And if you would like to see a sample of a complete renku go here.
I’m John Stevenson, and I will serve as your guide for this session, a thirty-six verse (kasen) renku. I have supplied the opening verse (hokku) and each week I will select an additional verse from among those submitted prior to the Tuesday deadline.
We had seventy-six offers, from twenty-one poets, this time. As you probably know, I am giving special attention to the offers of poets who have not yet placed a verse in our renku. Among these, I looked closely at verses by Dru Philippou, Stella Piedrides, batsword, and Stewart C Baker this time. My early favorite was in the fresh wrack line / a friendship bracelet (Stella Pierides). In order to use this verse, I would want to eliminate the cut between lines produced by opening with a prepositional phrase (a common practice in English-language haiku). I could have resolved that by reversing the order of the lines but then we would have had another verse starting with “a” and it would have been the third out of our four most recent. Other fixes would have required more extensive rewriting than I plan to do in this series. Still, this is a very attractive image. I am presuming that the late spring season reference is to beach combing.
From batsword, we had several offers that attracted a second look. In particular there was restless colts / flicking off flies. I suppose the main reason that I haven’t selected this one is that I would like a slightly longer verse here. My personal preference is for short lines and sharply focused images (like this one) but I am concerned that the renku may have too much of that, just because I like it so much.
Then there was Stewart C Baker’s spring thunder shivers / the perennial ryegrass. This was the last verse that I considered before making my selection and I do like it very much. In the end, I let it pass because I didn’t want us looking down at vegetation on the ground in both verses seventeen and eighteen, not that this would have been a bad thing.
Our eighteenth verse comes from Dru Philippou. The link is word based. “Nimbus,” which means something like “halo” or “aura” in verse seventeen, is reconsidered as meaning “cloud” in verse eighteen. At the same time, a significant change of tone is taking place. The lovely, contemplative, and somewhat passive spirit of verse seventeen is answered by the active, almost aggressive “taking” of a photograph in the new verse. One thing this allows me to mention – this is the first time we have named a season. If you look at our season word list, you’ll see that this is clearly an acceptable practice. But, having done it now, we won’t want to name a season again (use the words “summer,” “winter,” etc.) for most, if not the entire, remainder of the renku.
Here is the verse you must link to:
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens–Dru Philippou
The next verse, the nineteenth, is the final entry in this series of three spring verses. Here are the formal requirements for verse nineteen:
- Spring image (“late spring” or “all spring” and not a blossom)
- Written in three lines, without a cut
- Linking with the eighteenth verse, and only the eighteenth verse
- Shifting widely to a new topic and setting
Add your suggested three-line link below, in the Comments box. You have until midnight EST, Tuesday, July 8, 2014. You may submit as many verses as you like, but please use a new comment box for each one. I will announce my selection for the next link on Thursday, July 10 here on the blog, and provide information and instructions for submitting the next link.
What We’ll Be Looking For — Throughout the Session
There are many schematic outlines for a kasen renku. We will be using one set out by Professor Fukuda in his book Introduction to World-linking Renku. It will not be necessary for you to have a copy of this book since instructions will be offered before each verse is solicited.
It is a good idea for those participating in the composition of a renku to make use of the same list of season words. There are a number of these lists available and I intend no judgment of their relative value. For purposes of this session I am suggesting the use of The Five Hundred Essential Japanese Season Words.
Pilgrims’ Stride to Date
comparing maps
to the mountain pass–
pilgrims’ stride–John Stevenson
a sun-warmed stone bridge
over snowmelt–Billie Wilson
dampened soil
of seed trays
in the glasshouse–Margaret Beverland
grandmother’s silverware
polished every monday–Polona Oblak
a sonata
on the concert Steinway
played to the moon–Lorin Ford
dragonflies hover
by the swaying reeds–Karen Cesar
slight hum
of a drone
in fog–Alice Frampton
the atmosphere
thick with teenage pheromones–Norman Darlington
I stumble
trying to reply
“I plight thee my troth.”–Paul MacNeil
thinking of a red wig
during chemo–Asni Amin
the woodland
of silent stories
and shadow–Alan Summers
he makes a wish
to become real–Marion Clarke
each mirror reflects
only the cool moon
rising–kris moon
freshly-caught fish
sizzles in the pan–Aalix Roake
a wealthy prince
exiled in Nigeria
soliciting my help–Christopher Patchel
sugar plum fairy came
and hit the streets…–Jennifer Sutherland
a milky nimbus
at dusk
beneath the cherry tree–Scott Mason
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens–Dru Philippou
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Thank you, Mary Stevens, for the enouragement and thank you all for another round of creative offerings. See you here tomorrow.
to the west
we spot the burning hills
and ponder our options
cliff swallows
the liquid film
expectorates
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
-Dru Philippou
strangers walk
on cobbled paths
aside the ploughed fields
Thank you, John, for breaking down this game, play by play. Contemplating one verse per week makes the concepts much easier to understand and integrate than being presented with an entire Renku at once. And thank you to participating poets! This is really fun!
before launching
his box kite the boy
looks at his mum
a liquid film smears
old men’s eyes grazing
the pitcher’s mound
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
years forgotten
as my feet reach higher
with each swing
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
a morning of kites
over everything else
this torn page
–Alan Summers
the storm violently lifts
the kite upward with
the child still holding on
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
a morning of kites
over everything else
and this torn page
–Alan Summers
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
99 luftballons
auf ihrem weg
zum Horizont
NENA – 1983 ( lyrics – Carlo Karges, music – Uwe Fahrenkrog-Petersen )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2lGCnM6WXHs
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
parting ways
the balloon string
and the child’s hand
Lorin-san,
I’m having quite a summer with my crows. I’ve been feeding them peanuts …which I shouldn’t do, and have…consequently, become friends with a family of crows. The young ones display the joy and energy that we love in human kids…I sip my beer and watch them and I’ve learned so much…
Thank you for your kind words. This renku has been fun. I’m grateful to be given the opportunity to interact with such great poets.
Gambatte Kudasai!
Patrick
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
the young crows, too
are glad to be
in this world
-Patrick Sweeney
A lovely, deft link with a nice mood and & tone the end of side 2! And subtly humorous, too. In my view, anyway. 🙂
Buddha poses
and behind the iris
raptor weeps
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
the tire swing
waiting for someone
to give it a push
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
a glint off
a kite that decided
to stay
–Alan Summers
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
she captures
the little girl’s smile
in a soap bubble
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
-Dru Philippa
a kaleidoscope
of kites
saturate the sky
– Meli Kyriakos
the coming storm
uproots the mulberry tree
exposing the hidden treasure
the coming storm
destroys the mulberry tree
leaving the family homeless
the young crows, too
are glad to be
in this world
-Patrick Sweeney
the stone Jizo
lets her go on
starving herself
-Patrick Sweeney
(no apostrophe)
the heart-shaped balloon
bobbing in the rockpool
deflates slowly
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
the last frost
for a birthday
of a stranger
–Alan Summers
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
-Dru Philippa
the snap of sheets
drying in the April breeze
lifts her spirits
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
-Dru Philippou
the stone Jizo
let’s her go on
starving herself
-Patrick Sweeney
on the shore
she finds a gold ring
inscribed in German
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
the rope swing
I swung on as a boy
swings anew
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
excited fledglings
all ready for
departure
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
fledgling swallows
far too close
to the edge
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
snapped on arrival
3D gold dust explodes
at the gallery door
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
twittering birds
swooping on
twittering youth
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
focus on the naked
swimmers frolicking
in warm waters
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
his intentions
conveyed in a
heart-shaped balloon
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
by the lake
melancholy captured
in a departing goose’s eye
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
the dandelion
pushing out more
micro civilisations
–Alan Summers
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
bent in late spring rain
the blue and white iris
in the gazing ball
plain truth
of a skylark’s
song
how to
share the sky with other
kite fliers
he tries to count
every tadpole in the pond
on his fingers
Thank you, Asni, for your holiday greeting!
Good point about intervals. I’ve been saying things like “not until later, if at all.” But how much later, in my experience, varies considerably among renku people. While eight verses would be long enough for some before naming another color, I would prefer to wait longer. But I rarely say never. Who knows what the temptations may be?
flock of birds
in V formation
above the waters
Happy 4th of July to all in the USA!
ps… though I understand that any verses I submit are unlikely candidates because of my previously selected verse, I’m curious to know whether the caution about repeating the name of a colour after Asni’s ‘red wig’ verse would apply to the EL version of a kigo on the list we’re using? (and especially after an interval of 8 verses)
yellow dust (tsuchifuru, all spring). Blown from China.
– Lorin
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
what remains
of the bottle rockets
covered in yellow dust
– Lorin Ford
Ah, yes, 4th July. Happy Holiday! 🙂
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
the squeaky wheel
of the balloon man’s cart
screeches far and wee
– L.L. Fordings
Thank you, Jennifer, for the holiday wishes!
she looks closely
at the fiddleheads
for bugs
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
Dru Philippou
signs of plenty
after the first shower rain
the snails ruts
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
Dru Philippou
in the light
of the first lighting
the last kiss
another
newspaper kite
on the desk
shadows
by a spring sun
in black and white
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
a cushion the colour
of green barley with stuffing
knocked out
–Alan Summers
mother’s
polyester sewing thread
for their kite
Happy 4th July holiday to renku/haiku poets in the USA !!
whoops – correction
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
halter breaking
the colt with a star
on his forehead
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
born as night falls
a colt with a star
on his forehead
Correction:
Charlie Brown
looses his grip
on the kite’s string
Charlie Brown looses
his grip on the kite string
frog in a museum aquarium
jumps to the other side
of the small pool
building my greenhouse
on a wood foundation from
the fallen mulberry tree
building my greenhouse
on a wood foundation
filled with spring mud
Hi, John,
It helps a lot when you explain your choices. For me, the more detail the better. And, it is a great learning process for me!
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
at the last moment
the string snaps and off
flies my kite
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
the right tea
always needs to be picked
for wrong occasions
–Alan Summers
pulling in spring clouds
with a telephoto lens
–Dru Philippou
that last frost
was too much
for one toy
–Alan Summers
the slouched shoulders
of beach combers
collecting sea castings
or
the slouched shoulders
of beach combers
following drift lines