The Renku Sessions: Side Show – Week 10
Greetings, Renku Friends:
Another week of good writing and lively discussion. I am enjoying your interchanges and learning some things along the way. I found Madeleine’s topic of “seed libraries” very intriguing and thought about how that topic could fit in the renku. Seeds and planting are strong indicators of spring and the harvesting, drying, and storage of seeds are primarily thought of as autumn activities. So we will have to pass on this topic for now. Also I must mention how clever linking a matryoshka doll to a stowaway is. Wow! What an inventive mind you have, Laurie Greer. Of course, the verses don’t have a summer reference so they are disqualified on the point, and besides, you already have a verse.
I’ve given some thought to princess k’s concern that the last three verses could be read as a narrative. I get the sense that most people did not read it that way; however, if the verse can be improved so that there’s not even a hint of narrative connection, I’m open to that. I think the use of the participle “letting” is causing the problem. We could change the verse to:
a coyote lets off the stowaway
in the middle of the heat
If Laurie approves this change to her verse and if princess k thinks this is an improvement, we’ll change it in the next cycle.
For some reason there were a lot of verses with insects this time—ants, cicadas, fireflies, wasps, etc. — I guess because summer is an insect time. But we already have an moth in verse two so, even though there were wonderful insect verses and verse two is over six verses away, I was reluctant to choose one of those verses. I did keep them in as possibilities, however.
I’m also aware that most of the verses so far have been outside verses, and the renku needs to turn inside so inside verses will get added attention.
Here’s my long list of candidates:
the autopsy reveals
elevated levels of bilirubin
and religious dogma
an ant
so small
and yet . . . . . . and yet
lizards and wrentits
float down as ash
from the burning chaparral
swallows fly freely
across the muddy river
and razor wire
Jonathon Alderfer
*
firefighters clear
brush near homes to avoid
summer fires
only a broken
chimney stands in the ash
of summer wildfires
summer wind whips fire
into rabbit holes
preventing escape
the hot air balloon
rises into summer air
over low desert
the riverbed dried
to a trickle between
sand pools
women forego hair
driers this summer
in beauty salons
rally attendees
wave paper fans saying,
“Violence destroys all”
business at the ice
plant better than ever
this summer
public swimming
pools closed from 1 to 8
pm. this month
predators crouch
at the dry water hole
eyeing each other
even nighttime golf
unbearable
in summer swelter
all summer, walking
underground railroads to
ancestor freedom
in the boudoir
applying makeup for
the summer soirée
public attack
at a summer rally
misfires
at three-thirty-three
am. still cranking cool air
on sleepers
daytime world series
game delayed for a cooler
pm. slot
John Daleiden
*
sweat
cascading down
his furrowed brow
lightning
over the border
going nowhere
the sweaty baton
slips at the start
of the final leg
a newt escapes
letting go its tail
on the mossy forest floor
Pamela Garry
*
all his life
fighting wars
he’s now of the silences
Jackie Maugh Robinson
*
the refuge snares
a major league pop up
from a jet’s wheel-well
the sad sense
of urgency
in a cicada’s song
a country boy
takes the prize for spitting
watermellon seeds
Dan MacDonald
*
ants become
fossilised
as the tarmac melts
in fields
either side
cows swishing tails
a bead of sweat
reflects
the sun’s rays
an ant
makes her way
to cooling earth
Melissa Dennison
*
trafficked eels
slither wildly
on the tarmac
fierce competition
for the final place
in the swim team
Pauline O’Carolan
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
captured by the heat
she races home
to the air conditioned room
wild turkeys
seize the cool
of the stretchy shadow
arrested
by the stretchy shadow
the turkeys cool down
wild turkeys
cool in the stretchy shadow
of the Pontiac
she sighs
as the cool air greets her
at the front door
she retreats
to the cool at the back
of the house
madeleine kavanaugh
*
repurposing
a matryoshka doll
as a piggy bank
the secret piggy bank
in the penultimate
matryoshka doll
alas no mutation
against sunstroke
lurking in his DNA
the officer decides
it’s too hot
to press charges
finding all the meaning
of a Rorschach
in a sweat stain
Laurie Greer
another hurdle
she fails to clear
in her hunt for gold
ice cream drips
onto a hot dog’s
lolling tongue
Tracy Davidson
*
bloodsicles
for the big cats looking
hot and bothered
dust devils
ignored by the cattle
dying of thirst
shots fired
as tempers flare
with the ac on the fritz
Betty Shropshire
*
hunters hiding
in a field
of sunflowers
one ant
can carry
ten potato chips
for sale
sign on the
sandcastle
Dan Campbell
*
a mother picks
a tick from the skin
of a sweaty child
Richard Straw
*
they believe the fruit fly
came in
via banana
fire ants
move the picnickers
out of the park
coral snake glues
itself to priority mailer
in hot garage
freeing the glued snake
from the priority mail
envelope
Wendy C. Bialek
*
absentee ballots
cast
on a hurricane wind
Michael Henry Lee
*
sand crabs
race around
the castle moat
Diana Ming Jeong
*
short gap
between the lightning
and the thunder
face up
and arms wide
the whole thunderstorm
Chris Patchel
*
sirens
approaching
the fire
fans cheering
as the Olympians
take a lap
Eavonka Ettinger
*
midnight
under the overpass
cooling off
the third
of their five kids
with the best squirt gun
summer ends
with the diary key
still missing
on two shelves
in the cool of the basement
last year’s preserves
Mimi Ahern
Of these, I singled out these seven:
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
all his life
fighting wars
he’s now of the silences
Jackie Maugh Robinson
*
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
trafficked eels
slither wildly
on the tarmac
Pauline O’Carolan
*
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
*
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
sand crabs
race around
the castle moat
Diana Ming Jeong
*
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
short gap
between the lightning
and the thunder
Chris Patchel
*
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
fans cheering
as the Olympians
take a lap
Eavonka Ettinger
*
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
summer ends
with the diary key
still missing
Mimi Ahern
And my final three are:
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
trafficked eels
slither wildly
on the tarmac
Pauline O’Carolan
*
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
*
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
summer ends
with the diary key
still missing
Mimi Ahern
I really like those trafficked eels and the missing diary key, but in the end the interior feeling of coolness in the mind after the heat in the previous verse won the day.
And so, here’s our renku so far:
Side Show
the moon joins
a juggler’s side show
harvest festival
Wendy C. Bialek
a swirl of moths
orbits the yellow lamplight
Jonathan Alderfer
drifting leaves
pile up at the lock gates
on the old canal
Andrew Shimield
an inuksuk points the way
to the next adventure
Carol Jones
Earthrise
to the tune of Strauss’s ‘Thus
spake Zarathustra’
Lorin Ford
may I have this dance
for the rest of my life?
John Daleiden
I swing onto
his Vespa
fully committed
Clysta Seney
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
And now here are your instructions for verse ten:
- a two-line no-season verse, the two lines should flow syntactically;
- keep the scene indoors;
- link to verse nine in some fashion
- the door is open for all topics: war, politics, death, or any wild or bizarre subjects (in this section of the renku the party gets going full steam — arguments, clowning, tears, all happen here);
- for the rest of the renku, please avoid any subjects related to festivals or circuses, carnival acts, moons, etc.; also avoid mention of structures such as houses, barns, cabins, etc. as well as brains for the next six verses; also avoid mention of hiding, hitchhiking, passengers, or parts or fractions for the next five verses; avoid mention of vehicles and use of proper nouns for the next four verses; avoid mention of dancing or performance art for the next three verses; avoid mention of art, music, photography, religion, and planets for the next two verses; avoid mention of stones, directions, or cairns in the next verse;
- submit your verses by midnight PDT Tuesday, July 23.
I thank you all for your submissions and lively participation this week. I wish you good writing in the coming week — and good healing and tranquility for John.
— Patricia
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madeleine, I just noticed that I’ve been spelling your last name wrong all week, along with almost everyone else! kavanagh, not kavanaugh. Apologies!
Thanks, Jonathan…no apologies necessary :) I think it was “Otto” again, lol! I will write a message to Patricia.
pajama bottoms follow her
out of the laundry room
only horror movies on the tv
and the remote has a pulse
guillotine and gallows
trying to get ahead
every night outside her window
the trees a little closer
every glance outside her window
the trees a little closer
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
——-madeleine kavanaugh
.
cranking up the ac
for reentry
was it left open
or closed
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
——-madeleine kavanaugh
.
a black hole
in the sole of my shoe
Although, out of the running, I would love to continue submitting poems:)
yes, please do! madeleine!
Awww, thanks, Wendy! :)
She grabs a chocolate bar
instead of the overnight oats
~ ~ ~
a message on the phone
return the overdue books
~ ~ ~
a hundred dvds
and we can’t make up our mind
~ ~ ~
mesmerized
by the waves on t.v.
~ ~ ~
all the books in the shelf
she meant to read
a mouse that looks like meemaw
partly through the lace curtains
Love it, Wendy:)
glad you like the image, madeleine
….no offense to meemaws…it ’twas a sweet-faced mouse
:-)
I knew it would be Wendy!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaug
hiding the dairy key
in a sock drawer
the safety deposit box
much too light
desert dust on every
surface in the house
the priest absolving
venial sins
asleep in my chair,
calico cat in my lap
cracker crumbs on the kitchen
floor stick to my bare feet
in the convention hall
waving a candidate’s sign
a snake in my garage
water can
the missing tv remote
found in the dogie bed
These are lovely, John!
typo corrected:
10 aisles in the thrift store
devoted to costumes
10 isles in the thrift store
devoted to costumes
cell phone in her coffin
reads 2 percent
about to leave the crypt
shoulder tap
attic junk
totally rearranged
tarantula resting for now
under the toilet lid
cellar hatch ajar
it wasn’t a minute ago
from the disposal
a tentacled claw
inside her fridge
half the man he used to be
a little more creepily intimate:
tarantula resting for now
under the toilet seat
These are great Rob:)
thank you madeleine, glad you
enjoyed my horrorku
horrorku is a cool name, Rob!
the green stars of childhood
licking them now
working hard to show
malignant cells the way out
watching the wool
slow draw over eyes
my condolences to the world of haiku and her family for the loss of Debbie Kolodji and to honour her life of works she has left for us.
and another version:
the green stars of childhood
liking them now
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaug
singing hallelugh
in the church choir
shopping for a smaller bed
after his funeral
one stripe and two solids
drop on the break
sun tea brewing
on the kitchen window sill
with the undertaker
selecting a casket
barefoot
on the balance beam
preparing for the first date
since he left five years ago
sun rays stream through lace patterns
of the lavender curtains
a spaniel bitch nursing three
puppies on the kitchen floor
after the soirée
dirty dishes everywhere
supermarket shelves naked
before the tornado strikes
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
–madeleine kavanaugh
*
pacing the hallway
reconsidering each door
*
*
an impromptu tea party
with a host mad as a hatter
could of had a v8
but going for potus
could’ve had a v8
but going for potus
Congratulations, Madeleine, for this great verse, which inspired me and thanks, Patricia, for choosing mine to be one of the final three along with Pauline’s “trafficked eels!” I share my deep sadness on the passing of Debbie Kolodji and thank you, Diana, for including your beautiful verse about her. How poignant and true it is. Mimi
Here are my attempts at the next verse:
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
ring-a-ding dinner
left at the front door
pistol-packing mama
behind the front door
front and center
on the mantel
on the kitchen counter
in front of the toaster
the missing button
sewn firmly in place
unable to remember
the computer password
out of the toy box
all over the floor
Thank you Mimi. I love all your verses.
Thanks, Madeleine!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
*
the stains of the years
on the kitchen table
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
a coronal mass ejection
through the window
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
a list of chores to do
before tonight
in the supermarket aisle
in the middle of the line
on the back of her neck
the hair stands up
filling the tank with petrol
her mind wanders off
on the beach waves
caress her bare feet
in their kitchen
the heat is on
the old dog dreaming
in her new basket
on the endless highway
she cries out
the fan hums
as she sings a song
searching through boxes
for lost memories in the cellar
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaug
at the cottage delivery
door she kisses the butler
“mind the gap” warns a voice
as passengers exit
strutting down a runway
in the latest couture
in the spa naked ladies
balance delicate tea cups
soda gone flat in last night’s
party glass
since they passed, their ghosts lurk
in every room of their house
hand-stitched quilts from every
nation hang in her house
standing statue still
in the mannequin warehouse
Congratulations madeleine, well done.
Thank you Carol, very lovely of you to say.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaug
remission results received
in the doctor’s office
at the convent
seeking refuge
with my AK rifle,
scouting indoors sight lines
in bed listening
to the sea in a sea shell
living room window
sun catcher alive with spirits
in the dairy parlor a
note says, “finders keepers”
sixty year old letters
shut up in the attic
in the caterpillar cab
scooping tornado debris
tree limbs in my living room
after the haboob
the shower head sprays blood
instead of water
in her Potter/Palmer chair
she regally fans herself
Congratulations, Madeleine. Thank you, Patricia, for selecting my eels as one of your final contenders.
…
I prefer Laurie’s verse as is. I didn’t read the three verses as a narrative. I don’t like the coyote suggestion which changes the meaning of the verse and limits one’s imagination (though it was interesting as I’d never heard the additional definition before).
…
a severed head
inside the refrigerator
…
confined to bed
with a virus
…
spine cracks
during a chiropractic visit
…
tears and cheers
at the convention
…
she forgot to collect her baby
from the childcare centre
…
losing it
in the emergency department
Thank you Pauline…these are great!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
a broken doll’s eye
stares from the corner shelf
a rubber duck floats
in the overflowing bathtub
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
even cancer
couldn’t keep her inside
Rest in Peace, Deborah P Kolodji
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
mountain climbing the boulder
on the basement floor
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaug
in the home office the phone
that’s not there rings loudly
my teen age bedroom
in ma and pa’s house
behind a basement gate the
secret tunnel to a lake
the home office change
of tactics in midstream
obese people gasp for air
on the fitness machine
at the grand piano
she plays chopsticks
a stack of unopened mail
beside the easy chair
in bed dreaming of granny’s
railroad march to freedom
a razor deftly cuts hair
away from her arms and legs
sketching her aged mother’s
face with a charcoal stick
a bead of sweat in the wheat fields
which way should she run?
Or, seeing as my first line has run over…
sweat in the wheat fields
which way to run?
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
not far away
monsters are lurking
the summer breeze
stirs the curtains
her wind chimes
play a haunting song
in the heat
nothing stirs
planning ahead
for tonight’s hot date
searching under her bed
for loose change
as shadows lengthen
on her porch
in the corner
a shadow is stirring
hearing echoes
of her children’s voices
slowly storm clouds gather
she runs indoors
dust devil’s
swirl under her bed
she fans herself
in the noise of the market
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
*
madeleine kavanaugh
*
combing the library
for the ex’s Ex Libris
*
unsticking the last
of the ex’s Ex Libris
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
——-madeleine kavanaugh
.
a plastic bucket of lost shells
left in the garage
.
bats find their way home
with clicks
.
clickety-clack
a train from another world
.
there’s a lot of dead folk
in the world
.
now here
nowhere man
Congratulations Madeleine on your verse. That is awesome.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
–madeleine kavanaugh
sitting at her makeup table
brushing her long hair
.
sitting at her makeup table
to brush her long tresses
.
from the cellar
comes pickles from a crock
.
Thank you very much, Nan. Your verses are lovely.
Some verses inspired by working as a prison guard many years ago while I was a student
daylight fading into the night
footsteps echo down empty halls
lonely mattress where dreams go to die
a single window showing the sky
steel door locked no key in sight
fading memories of a previous life
eyes staring at the ceiling above
counting the cracks of passing years
I am a huge fan of your poetic humor, romance and poignancy! Thanks for sharing these. Amazing what comes forth from the back of the mind.
Thank you Pamela, your kind words made my day!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
Madeleine Kavanaugh
he waits for the true tales
of the fallen in the war
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaug
petting her cat, they both purrrrr
as shadows crawl through the room
through the window, watching
the hired hand mow the lawn
spiders weave webs in vacant
rooms of the old couple’s house
the found key unlocks
the locked dairy parlor
the Mother Goose nursery theme
includes a great fall
in my fireplace embers
of freedom flash through the flue
Hi Patricia! In your long list of candidates, you included 4 of my verses, but not my name. Only if convenient, please add my name, as I am amazed and proud to be amongst my poet friends. The list starts with ‘sweat’ and ends with ‘forest floor’.
Pamela–thank you for pointing out my error. My deep apologies. I have asked Jim to correct it.
Patricia, with a red face
Thanks Patricia! For all you do and how you do it!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
she handstands on the plunger
to no avail
old memories
sweeping the awards
hanging from the shade cord
a plastic rainbow
hanging from the shade cord
an enameled rainbow
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
a scatter rug
ripples
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaug
at the laundromat
waiting to use a dryer
after the meeting she knows,
they are old—give me youth
the cardiology staff
nowhere in sight
garra rufa fish tickle
her toes at the pedicure
family pictures line
the living room walls
in a basement burial
the coffin of a vampire
she pockets the found key,
and mops up muddy footprints
Love the one about the vampire!
Late with my congratulations, Madeleine…well done!!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
letters to the sole
proprietor proudly displayed
— Betty
No worries Betty. Thank you. It means a lot to me. :-)
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
calculating the budget
monthly on the computer
at the dinner table
the same chair always empty
two place settings of silver,
crystal glasses, and china
at the airport my flight
canceled without notice
turning to the past
in old photo albums
inside the bank, the teller
quips, “Our computers are down”
images of persona:
public versus family views
a geek hunts for typo errors
in lines of program code
someone must have added
steps to this staircase
the tiniest nest egg
nurtures the biggest dreams
*
fitness room an exercise
in futility
*
stripping the tarnish
of old dreams from the silver
*
shining the silver
inspires the best day dreams
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
——-madeleine kavanaugh
.
the bedroom ceiling
full of wishes
.
goosebumps
casting tiny shadows
.
tonight
the wind is just the wind
.
archipelagos of stars
beyond the kitchen window
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
in the nursery, baby
sleeps through her parents’ row
my white, cut locks fall
to the beauty salon floor
in the empty tv room
she says, “but it’s my body”
the home office unused since
retirement last year
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— madeleine kavanaugh
sorting
the old negatives
touching up
the old negatives
losing track of time
in the memory palace
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
telling tall tales
in a tiny tent
so calm and cool
inside a mud hut
shadow puppets
fighting on the living room wall
toilets flush
in the.key of d
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
on the house phone my son
tells me, “buy a smart device”
the caged canaries fill
the room with constant song
in her makeup mirror she sees
a sleeping beauty
at age ninety-nine she asks
her son, “who should I believe?”
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
–madeleine kavanaugh
*
walking on eggshells
in the guest room
*
a cue ball breaks
the tension in the den
*
double-dare-you laughter
tumbles down the stairs
*
playing charades
while serving dessert
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
——-madeleine kavanaugh
.
the negative space
between two tea cups
.
a favorite mug breaks into
smithereens
.
only the chimney
left standing
.
the smell of the sea
in my dream
.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
racing down a mountain
on an exercise bike
singing ballads
in a packed elevator
teaching my nephew
how to cheat at poker
whispering good morning
to a bonsai tree
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
grandpa soap-carves a whole herd
of cows for the mantel
“all cots taken in this fire
shelter,” says the intake clerk
2002, the youngest
stamp in my collection
from his desk the ranger
directs pilots and firemen
the platform rocker
elegant in her two rooms
bakery clerk asks if my bread
should be thick or thin sliced
the vet changes burn dressings
on two wild horses
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
the service dog
off-leash
that daydream
crops up at the wrong time
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind – madeleine kavanaugh
—
a sixties diary
discovered in the wardrobe
—
Grandma playing Ringo’s
photograph song
—
deep in the cellar
our twelve year old Scotch
—
the husbands holed up
in their man caves
—
sounds of late night radio
from the bedroom
—
life on the first floor
of a country hotel
—
from our first floor window
a view of the bay
—
squeaking floorboards
betray a would-be burglar
—
by my bed the cat’s gift
of five dead mice
—
Goodness, where was my head? Not screwed on properly enough to avoid the pronoun trail, obviously! Sorry about that.
Revised verses :
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind – madeleine kavanaugh
—
a sixties diary
discovered in the wardrobe
—
Grandma playing Ringo’s
photograph song
—
deep in the cellar
Dad’s twelve year old Scotch
—
husbands holed up
in old man caves
—
sounds of late night radio
from the bedroom
—
life on the first floor
of a country hotel
—
Port Phillip Bay
from a first floor window
—
squeaking floorboards
betray a would-be burglar
—
on the bed the cat’s gift
of five dead mice
—
a shoe box full of cash
in the wardrobe
—
pink gin with crushed ice
in the kitchen
—
These are delightful, Lorin:)
Thanks, Madeleine!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
deep in the catacombs, a
Montressor double sets stone
in the log cabin she shines
the sterling silver service
watching two old men spar
on tv—does God choose sides?
my debit card declined
at the checkout register
she speaks to the vagrant through
an open mailbox slot
disastrously off message
despite the teleprompter
in the church food pantry
the queue longer than last week
I enjoyed your verse madeleine, thank you!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind – madeleine kavanaugh
grandpa’s stern stare
from the photo on the wall
refrigerators hum
when they don’t know the words
boxes of her letters
stored in the attic
Thanks, Dan, and thanks for your wonderful and hilarious verses! These are great, “….grandpa’s stern stare…” and “refrigerators hum when they don’t know the words…” :)
his belly warms
the kitchen floor
counting her purrs
as i run my fingers along her fur
she chattered at the bird
outside the window
I love this, Diana! … I am very partial to your precious cat!
Thank you madeleine! :) I have three cats. Athena, Apollo, and Cleopatra. I love them all. Good news! Athena’s x ray shows no other cancer. They will remove the mass in her nipple and she will be ok for a long time. <3
glad to hear the good news about Athena, Diana….
life is never feeling that well when our family pets are ailing.
This is wonderful, Diana… so happy to hear the great news about Athena!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
*
his ear grazed story
read from a teleprompter
So coooool! madeleine, very happy to have your verse placed inside this renku! it is very lacy and haunting….opened to a great range of responses!
again, an excellent choice, Patricia!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
(hoping we all can hear from John soon! You are in our hearts and dreams. Thanks to Jim and all helpers in keeping the flow.)
Awww…lol! Wendy…so lovely of you to say. :-) It means so much. I have a lot of fun reading your beautiful and inspiring verses each week!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
a refreshing shift, madeleine, so well done!
another difficult choice patricia,
but you pulled it off so well.
john can’t wait until you post on the renku
(implying you can see your screen and keyboard)
and thanks again jim and friends, for uploading
patricia’s diligent efforts every week on schedule
Much appreciated Rob… I enjoy very much the great shifts you post each week!
I couldn’t agree more, Rob. As adventurous and fun as our odyssey is, Sabaki Patricia is handling all the challenges with an expert skill and warm touch.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
*
madeleine kavanaugh
*
a hint of sweet dreams
with the mint on the pillow
*
planting sweet dreams with the mints
on the pillowslip
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
*
madeleine kavanaugh
*
delving deep in the closet
for something newish to wear
*
deep in the closet
the costumes of former selves
*
the motel maid makes up
stories along with the beds
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
sniffing brush smoke,
she rocks and waits for flames
the attic stash collects dust
and mustiness in the dark
babysitting the children
is mama’s dream job
a just married sign hangs
on their apartment wall
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
*
madeleine kavanaugh
*
describing the dream kitchen
to an architect
*
getting the dream kitchen
of a second-rate architect
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
*
madeleine kavanaugh
*
doing the puzzle
from the inside out
*
one more thought experiment
turned DIY fiasco
*
into
*
and:
one more dream
turned DIY fiasco
another empty beer can
thrown at the TV
packing away
the sympathy cards
wheels stop spinning
in the hamster’s cage
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
a warbler’s trill
breezes through the shutters
( wondering are shutters a structure? Is trill music? Is through a direction?)
LOL!
Hi, Pamela–yes, yes–kinda, and no
Madeleine, I couldn’t wait to write to your verse. Nicely done. It has the kind of meditative quality that makes one sigh with contentment after reading.
, Always on My mind, John is your ordeal. Prayers for healing and strength.
.Patricia, thank you so many for including me in your top seven.
.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
—madeleine kavanaugh
.
laser beams criss cross
the secret laser lab floor
.
thermostat lowered to
preserve vintage treasures
.
frat jester turns temps down
to frost bit toes degrees
.
some old mummies now
the fabric of whole cloth
.
argument turns a playroom
into a chamber of horror moans
.
Thank you Jackie, you made my day. :-) I am very happy that my poetry inspired you. I always find your verses to be quite unique and beautiful. I love “…laser beams criss cross…”, and “some old mummies now” … mysterious and delightful!
Lorin Ford
July 18, 2024 at 11:54 pm
.
Yes, Betty but “coyote’ is also (and primarily) a 4-legged animal.
Many words (as I know you know) have more than one meaning. The correct and harmless word for a female dog isn’t as acceptable if we use it in relation to a female human, is it? :-)
.
Lorin, as you do so well, I think you have gone to the crux of the matter of the kind of being a coyote brings to the functionality of the renku. That said, I still feel like a baby in a playpen at a university lecture when I craft a verse for the week. So many rules (better…conventions?) and avoidances to make sense of, I’ve resigned myself to take them at face value. However, you and Patricia bring so much experience to our family of choices, I’m fascinated by all the iterations presented. What stimulating and creative fun it brings to us. For me, it’s a roller coaster ride without the fear of dying! hehehe. So, let’s all hang tight to the guard rail thingy, fellow riders, and keep up the lively discussions that add so much to our writing.
.
Respectfully,
PollyAnna Robinson
quarantined until finally
the test appears negative
converting all those old
cassette tapes to compact disc
fact checking the facts
of the fat checkers
:-)
Congratulations madeleine!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
——-madeleine kavanaugh
.
the hall floor squeaks
in the middle of the night
.
all the jazzy clothes stored
in an attic trunk
.
an red tugboat
adrift in the baby’s bathtub
.
sunlit morning
coffee with a cloud of cream
Thank you Jonathan… I appreciate all the splendid poetry you post on our renku. I am quite partial to the verses above…”jazzy clothes” and “red tug boat”…the first and last one, as well:)
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
in the grand salon, water
stains flowered silk wallpaper
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
bras
hanging out to dry
to do lists and phone numbers
stuck to walls
cherries in the colander
assassination attempt on tv
cherries in the colander
blood-baths on tv
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat — Laurie Greer
—
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
—
out on the veranda
Grandpa plays a trump card
Patricia wrote:
.
I’ve given some thought to princess k’s concern that the last three verses could be read as a narrative. I get the sense that most people did not read it that way; however, if the verse can be improved so that there’s not even a hint of narrative connection, I’m open to that. I think the use of the participle “letting” is causing the problem. We could change the verse to:
.
a coyote lets off the stowaway
in the middle of the heat
.
.
Here’s the amended sequence of verses:
.
may I have this dance
for the rest of my life?
.
John Daleiden
.
I swing onto
his Vespa
fully committed
.
Clysta Seney
.
a coyote lets off the stowaway
in the middle of the heat
.
Laurie Greer
.
The modified sequence of verses has some narrative elements, but it’s not a complete narrative. The first two verses create a mini-story with a beginning (potential future commitment), middle (taking action towards that commitment). However, the introduction of the coyote in the third verse disconnects the flow of events and the romantic context.
Overall, the sequence has the potential to be part of a narrative, but on its own, it’s more like a collection of evocative images.
.
.
Patricia wrote:
.
If Laurie approves this change to her verse and if princess k thinks this is an improvement, we’ll change it in the next cycle.
.
I will defer to your judgment and Laurie’s wishes on how her verse should appear. I don’t have a dog in this fight, just trying to understand the renku “rules”.
I’m confused.
” (Patricia) Here’s the amended sequence of verses:
.
may I have this dance
for the rest of my life?
.
John Daleiden
.
I swing onto
his Vespa
fully committed ( very good link and very good shift away from uchikoshi)
.
Clysta Seney
.
a coyote lets off the stowaway
in the middle of the heat – Laurie Greer
—
1. My life . 2. I swing 3. a coyote (person, I’m told, not animal.
“lets off the stowaway” may link to “Vespa” ( bike/ vehicle) but the ‘strange-to-me- lingo ‘coyote’, though it has been explained, puts any actual 4-legged animal out of consideration for quite a while in this renku, which I think is unfortunate, especially since a Ninjuin renku has only 20 verses.
Also, though a summer verse was required, “heat” in this verse is at the very least ambiguous because of the needed link to the previous verse. Motorbikes have races and those races often have heats. Yes, it’s a ‘clever’ verse in that the word “coyote” (as explained on the thread) is a person not an animal) and the word “heat” both have more than one meaning.
A summer verse was asked for, but the non-literal “coyote” is a person who lets off a stowaway (stowaway person, most likely, though it could be a snake etc.) “in the middle of the heat” and considering that the Vespa bike is the only thing in sight that a stowaway could be let off from, where is the summer reference? There is no clear seasonal reference. ‘Heat’ links to ‘Vespa’, but as a heat in a race, not atmospheric heat.
Anyway, despite the ‘summer’ issue, I prefer:
(a)
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat – Laurie Greer
to
(b)
a coyote lets off the stowaway
in the middle of the heat – Laurie Greer
But that’s only because it doesn’t rule out anyone mentioning cats, dogs , horses, camels, sheep etc. for a long time in a 20 verse renku.
It’s true that (b) is clever, but perhaps it’s too clever for a cooperative venture?
Either way, though, Patricia, there is no clear summer reference/ kigo and you did call for one.
Lorin–Yes, I did call for a summer reference and I chose this verse because I interpreted “heat” as air temperature. It does have two meanings which is fine. And the link between the Vespa verse and stowaway verse is “onto” and “off.”
HI–I fully intended “heat” only as temperature. The ancillary meaning of a stage of a race is incidental to the verse. Meaning no disrespect to anyone, we may be overthinking this.
“. . . the link between the Vespa verse and stowaway verse is “onto” and “off.” ”
Oh, okay, Patricia. “Onto & off ” didn’t occur to me as a link. She leaps onto, and in the next verse a stow-away someone or some creature is being let off. (letting off something, probably a vehicle?)
I can see it now. :-)
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
the kids playing twister in the
southwest corner of the cellar
the unfinished basement
smelling of water-softener
father’s forgotten necktie
hangs from the ironing board
yesterday’s violets are
beginning to brown
still living
at home
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
*
julienning carrots
to brighten a green salad
*
the kitchen smells of juiced limes
marinating the ceviche
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind – madeleine kavanaugh
—
Congratulations, Madeleine. :-) An evocative verse.
My only issue is “her”. (3rd person, possessive ) How could you know what was at the back of another person’s mind? (Without a crystal ball) For me, the verse would flow more smoothly if “her” was replaced with “my”.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind – madeleine kavanaugh
—
Congratulations, Madeleine. :-) An evocative verse.
ah, but no.
There are verses with “I” in them closely above , and perhaps “my” would take us back to “I”. . . and uchikoshi ?
——
So,
(may Ihave this dance
for the rest of my life? – John Daleiden)
–
A
I swing onto
his Vespa
fully committed — Clysta Seney
.
B
( I am/ someone is) letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat — Laurie Greer
,
C
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind — madeleine kavanaugh
With “I” , “I” and “her”. . .”her” jumps back to “I”. It’s not exactly uchikoshi, then. Perhaps it’s ok, perhaps it’s just one pronoun too many in this short run?
Laurie Greer avoided the trap in her verse. I’m not sure whether Madeleine has avoided it or not.
Thank you Lorin, very lovely of you to say! I always love the gems you post on our renku session.
Lorin, as far as “… one pronoun too many in this short run?…”, I defer to yours and Sabaki Patricia’s expertise.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
——-madeleine kavanaugh
Lorin, not sure I agree with your suggestion of changing “her” to “my” in madeleine’s verse. For me the use of “her” adds some mystery by making the phrasing more challenging to understand and open to different possibilities. The implied other person (the writer) might sense or think—perhaps mistakenly—that he/she knows the “back” of another person’s mind. For instance, maybe the writer is sensing “the cool” in a relationship and “the back of her mind” could refer to a bedroom.
Jonathon, yes, I was being picky, and possibly wrong. The issue is the dreaded”return to last-but-one” or “return to leap-over verse” (same thing)
(may I have this dance
for the rest of my life? – John Daleiden)
–
A
I swing onto
his Vespa
fully committed — Clysta Seney (these two are fine)
.
B
( I am/ someone is) letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat — Laurie Greer (Laurie used her knowledge well, leaving out/ implying a pronoun rather than stating it & so avoiding the “return to last-but -one” (uchikoshi)
,
C
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind — madeleine kavanaugh (excellent verse, and perhaps I was being too picky. But there are a tad too many pronouns + one implied pronoun in this run of 4 verses. .
may I have this dance (first person pronoun)
.
I swing onto (first person pronoun)
.
(Laurie avoids outright use of pronoun, but it’s implied)
.
at the back of her mind (3rd person pronoun)
(In my view, “the cool of the house ” is an excellent link here. My only issue was that there seem to be a run of pronouns (Laurie’s (wisely) isn’t stated but it is implied)
Lorin, I always appreciate the lively conversation you bring to the table. I agree with Jonathan’s explanation and interpretation as a reason “the cool of the house” works with the narrative.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
she vacuums the spot over
and over where she found him
the scent of fresh-baked hot bread
floats through the kitchen
on a pantry shelf, cook stores
a tin of fresh-baked cookies
in the commode she hides
her diamonds from the robbers
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
eye-catching earth tones
hand-knotted underfoot
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
hands wrinkling
in a bubble bath
muttering open sesame
lost in a maze of doors
tip-toeing around
a senior siesta
These are lovely Eavonka. “…tip-toeing around…” is my favorite:)
How wonderful to have been in the running for the final 7 options! Thank you so much, Patricia. Personally, I don’t think the previous verse needs to be changed. I adored the idea that the stowaway could be an insect, an animal, or a human. The suggested change would mean it was a person which changes the openness.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— madeleine kavanaugh
crocheting poetry
argle-bargle
bargle-argle
Oops- 2 lines:
crocheting poetry
argle-bargle | bargle-argle
Pamela, I just looked argle-bargie, up. What a delight! I love
the play on words…the way it sounds:)
* oops…corrected spelling…argle-bargle
Thank you muchly, Madeleine!
Your welcome, dear Pamela. :)
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
hand stitching together
colorful quilt pieces
captive, Rumpelstiltskin spins
straw to gold in his dungeon
my queen of spades nabs all
the game cards
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
perhaps days of bean bag chairs
have come and gone
how brief is the time
before curdled milk turns sour
Revision:
how brief is the time before
curdled milk turns sour
a former president
living there rent-free
a digital gobsmacking
by the scent of linen sky
Thank you Patricia for your choice of madeleine kavanaugh’s verse for the 9th stanza of the renku; well done.
John Stevenson, my continued wishes for a fully recovered and restored eyesight.
Thank you, Jim Kacin and other workers at the Haiku Foundation; without your efforts the renku would be stopped cold in mid process.
Thank you John, I love reading all your great poems.
“Kacian”
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
the safety gate
at the top landing
restraining gravity’s pull
the safety gate
restraining gravity’s pull
Heartfelt wishes for your full recovery, John. Wonderful selection again, Patricia. And congratulations on your cool link, madeleine!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
curtains ruffling
at a rear window
a dog asleep
on white linoleum
a ceiling fan’s turns
slow enough to count
the empty cuspidor
by an empty rocker
a spirit-like fluttering
of the casket sprays
Here’s a small revision to my second candidate link in order to add chiaroscuro to it, as well as a couple of changes to my fourth candidate link. Sorry!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
curtains ruffling
at a rear window
a black dog asleep
on white linoleum
a ceiling fan’s turns
slow enough to count
the cuspidor emptied
beside an empty rocker
a spirit-like fluttering
of the casket sprays
Richard, thank you, (lol:) …I appreciate your wonderful poetry.
Enjoyed your reference to “cool” link.
Hi Patricia, I wanted to let you know that my name is misspelled. (It happens a lot, actually!) Although, I think we all know Otto is behind this. (I believe Otto serves as a means to bring more humor to our Renku!) It was very kind of Jonathan to bring it to our attention.
Thanks Patricia!
Hi Patricia, I am absolutely delighted to have my verse selected and I appreciate your wise and steady guidance. I love the poems chosen for this session’s short and long list and plan on reading them again. I can see how Mimi’s “missing dairy keys” and Pauline’s “trafficked eels” both fit so well into our amazing renku. I am very happy to be on this adventure with all of you and to be learning so much about the craft of renku. I feel privileged to be part of this wonderful renku process… I am truly grateful for the opportunity to enjoy the brilliant verses here and their stories. John, I hope you are feeling better…as always, our prayers and good thoughts go out to you— for a quick and full recovery.
Absolutely delighted that your marvelous verse was selected, Maddy! Congratulations, my friend.
Eavonka, you made my day. I always love your beautiful and unique poems. Thank you for your mentoring and editing of my poems. It has always been an invaluable help, my friend.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
.
madeleine kavanaugh
.
Congratulations Madeleine! I’m happy that your verse was chosen, and love the way that you take the time to interact with everyone in the renku.
Thank you dear Princess K, it means a lot to me!
I miss reading your wonderful poetry, Princess K.
Congratulations madeleine! This verse stayed with me throughout the week… it’s so wonderful. I am happy Patricia chose it. There were so many wonderful submissions! I enjoyed reading them all!
I don’t know about Princess K’s remark about the “narrative”. I like Laurie’s as it is. I am not really sure how “coyote” helps other than from reading today’s comments. But was “coyote” suggested in the comments for verse 8? How did we come up with “coyote”? I am confused. But I think changing it now changes how my thoughts change for verse 9 which everyone had a lot of wonderful submissions already. But I defer to Patricia.
may I have this dance
for the rest of my life?
John Daleiden
I swing onto
his Vespa
fully committed
Clysta Seney
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
*****
how many more purrs
do i have with her?
Diana Ming Jeong
Hi Diana! “Coyote” is the term used for those who smuggle others across the US border illegally.
Yes, Betty but “coyote’ is also (and primarily) a 4-legged animal.
Many words (as I know you know) have more than one meaning. The correct and harmless word for a female dog isn’t as acceptable if we use it in relation to a female human, is it? :-)
Lorin, as you do so well, I think you have gone to the crux of the matter of the kind of being a coyote brings to the functionality of the renku. That said, I still feel like a baby in a playpen at a university lecture when I craft a verse to the form. So many rules (better…conventions?) and avoidances to make sense of, I’ve resigned myself to take them at face value. However, you and Patricia bring so much experience to our family of choices, I’m fascinated by all the iterations presented. What stimulating and creative fun it brings to us. For me, it’s a roller coaster ride without the fear of dying! hehehe. So, let’s all hang tight to the guard rail thingy, fellow riders, and keep up the lively discussions that add so much to our writing.
.
Sincerely,
PollyAnna Robinson
But you write renku verses so well, Jackie. I would never have considered that you might’ve thought otherwise.
The two important things are: 1. We have the guide, the sabaki. and 2. We have the type of renku, which has a name.
(The name of the type of this current renku is Ninjuin, a 20 verse renku. We’re lucky we have an online example of a Ninjuin renku on the late Bill Higginson’s website, ‘Renku Home’.
http://www.2hweb.net/haikai/renku/index.html
Scroll down to ‘Shorter Renku’ (under the header ‘ Resources for Renku Writers;and click on that.
It can help to have such a chart, to know what comes next.
The only issues likely to come up are word meanings.. It is up to the sabaki to ensure we’re all in the same boat. Sabaki is the guide and has the final say when & if there are differences of opinion among the crew.
You do well. :-)
Lorin,
Harmless? No. It’s a scourge for ranchers that also has been able to adapt quite well to urban environments being the crafty animal that it is.
An additional meaning arises because Coyote features prominently in Native American mythology as a supernatural being. ..well worth looking in to if you’re interested. And a bit like Loki and Anansi of Scandinavian and African mythology.
Betty
Yes, Betty, I understand. I’ve not seen a coyote in the flesh but I’ve seen them in photos, films and (first of all as a kid) in comics, where the coyote was a clever and cunning ‘baddie’.
But when I wrote ” The correct and harmless word for a female dog” I meant an actual dog. . . Alsatian, Fox Terrier. Poodle, Husky, Golden Retriever, Australian Kelpie etc. etc. etc.
The correct term for a female dog has 5 letters and begins with the letter B. It’s not generally considered polite to call a female human by that name,.(I’m pretty sure the term is used throughout the various Englishes. :-) )
Thank you Diana, that is lovely to hear. I am always impressed with your delightful verses.
Thank you madeleine! That is so nice for you to say.☺️
“…how many more purrs….” touches my heart!
Aww thank you madeleine! <3
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
*
madeleine kavanaugh
*
skating across the kitchen’s
all too smooth linoleum
*
a memory palace full
of all manner of delights
*
Love these, Laurie!
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
in her boudoir he hides nude
for his wife’s birthday surprise
curl up with an adventure
book about murder
in the wine cellar
sampling rare wines
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
a dry trail of tears
washed away in the mirror
a dry trail of tears
without preservatives
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
painting over
another reject
painting abstractly
on the backside
all the straight edges
on the breakfast table
the clatter of clipped nails
hither and thither
the clatter of clipping nails
hither and thither
This resonates, as the back of the house is usually the coolest :
and it being in her mind suggests she is in a warmer place.
9
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
10
boxes of fruit left
on the scullery´s washed floor
setting the evening table
in a stuffy dining room
a breeze brings relief
to the warm verandah
:………………………………………………
7
I swing onto
his Vespa
fully committed
8
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
If ‘coyotes’ can mean a border guard ;
and cutting down on the ‘the’s :
the coyote lets off a stowaway
on the hottest day
[The coyote was riding a bike]
:-)
This resonates, as the back of the house is usually the coolest :
and it being in her mind suggests she is in a warmer place.
9
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
boxes of fruit left
on the scullery´s washed floor
setting the evening table
in a stuffy dining room
a breeze brings relief
to the warm verandah
:-)
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
*
madeleine kavanaugh
*
are there mice in the walls
or does he have a loose screw
if too close to a question–
if its’ not mice in the walls
he has a loose screw
Laurie,
I love this
are there mice in the walls
or does he have a loose screw
But are you saying it can’t be a question?
My submission is a question. Do I need to edit mine?
Hi, Diana–
The question came in John’s “may I have this dance/for the rest of my life?”
Not sure we need another one here.
Thank you Laurie for clarifying!
Congratulations madeleine kavanaugh on your fine verse 9:
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind — madeleine kavanaugh
*******************
at home isolation
to avoid new COVID strains
Thank you John. I enjoy reading your fine and creative poetry.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind –madeleine kavanaugh
glued to tv they watch
news about candidates
Thanks, Patricia, for your careful readings and masterful selections! And Madeleine, this is a wonderful link to the stowaway.
*
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
*
madeleine kavanaugh
*
imagining the treasure
an empty fridge could hold
Thank you Laurie, I am happy you feel that way. I always enjoy your ingenious verses full of charm.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
— Madeleine Kavanaugh
slowly rising
with the doorbell
unidentifiable
vibrations
looking for the reach tool
to snag the smart phone
Congrats madeleine. This verse stayed with me throughout the week. So delighted it was selected. Again an instructive look at our and your work Patricia:. My appreciation
Thank you Clysta, that means so much to me. Your delightful and imaginative verses always inspire me. Thank you for your encouraging words.
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanaugh
there are so many
kinds of cells
Barbara,
This resonates with me.
My cat’s punch biopsy came back as cancerous…
And your verse reminded me of the “cells”
And I am hoping the x-rays will show that it has not spread elsewhere.
And I am praying that we remove it with the masectomy.
And that she will survive and live for many more years.
Anyways… this is why your verse resonates with me. And the cells are like prison as I wait in anticipation.
In a way it is comforting… because I also feel hope with your verse.
So, thank you.💐🙏
a coyote lets off the stowaway
in the middle of the heat
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Well…not sure. I like the inclusion of “coyote” as I was feeling we needed some animals/nature, and this is at least the name of an animal, though the meaning here is a human activity. I’m bothered by the length of this new first line. Maybe we don’t need the “lets off,” but just “the coyote and a stowaway/in the middle of the heat.” I’d like to know what others think. Not averse to a change, though, if it will improve the poem.
coyote is also a term used to identify an individual who helps an illegal, a person with no papers, cross an international border.
From Dictionary.com
coy·o·te
/ˈkīōt,kīˈōdē/
noun
noun: coyote; plural noun: coyotes; plural noun: coyote
1.
a wild dog that resembles the wolf, native to North America.
2.
INFORMAL•NORTH AMERICAN
a person who smuggles Latin Americans across the US border, typically for a high fee.
“at the bus station, there were coyotes offering to drive us to Los Angeles”
Origin
“coyote is also a term used to identify an individual who helps an illegal, a person with no papers, cross an international border. . . . ” – John Daleiden
Thanks, John: I’ve learned something new. :-) All I knew about coyotes was that they are a kind of wild dog, similar to the Australian dingo. So, interested by the name, I went to Wikipedia and found:
” After the European colonization of the Americas, it was seen in Anglo-American culture as a cowardly and untrustworthy animal. Unlike wolves, which have seen their public image improve, attitudes towards the coyote remain largely negative.[6]”
Interesting.
“John Daleiden
July 18, 2024 at 10:27 am
“coyote is also a term used to identify an individual who helps an illegal, a person with no papers, cross an international border.”
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correction to:
“coyote is also an American term used to identify an individual who helps an illegal person, a person with no papers, cross a USA border.”
Laurie, I wanted to say that I really love your verse the way you wrote it and I agree with Eavonka that changing the verse will change the openness. One of the beauties of your verse is that there are many opportunities for interpretation. I love its mystery and the special way it flows. Laurie, If you do decide to accept the change, your verse will still be wonderful.
Thank you, Madeleine, for your support. I would rather not change it but I’m open to what people think. It’s been an interesting discussion.
Your welcome, Laurie. I agree with you… I think it would be fine if you keep it the way it was first intended…Yes, it has!:)
Such wonderful selections. I absolutely adore your final three and your final one! Congratulations and thanks to Patricia and Madeleine! And to Jim! and sincere best wishes for John and for everyone here. BTW, I think our next verse will be #10, a half way verse.
Thank you Pamela. I am always intrigued by your creative and wonderful verses and thank you always for your encouraging and fun comments.