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The Renku Sessions: Side Show – Week 20 (one verse to go!)

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Hello, Everyone—I’m excited. We’re nearing the end of this journey together. Thank you, Wendy, for your lovely tributes to the process, to other writers, to John, to me with your special cherry blossom verses. They are like party favors that we get to take home with us as mementos of this memorable occasion.

And now to the search for just the right blossom verse to make our renku memorable. Here is the long list:


cherry blossom
gently decorate
the stroller underneath

Debbie Feller

*

may she never leave
her cherry-blossom farmer
and this village

Barbara Anna Gaiardoni

*

the gender reveal
in every
strewn blossom

the blossoms delivered
ahead
of the due date

a cherry sapling
surprised
by its own blossoms

the toddler’s gurgles
turn
into cherry blossoms

blossoms and
nothing
but blossoms

Laurie Greer

*

scattered
a billow
of pink blossoms

returns
to earth
a cherry blossom

a lei
of cherry blossoms
arrive on shore

madeleine kavanagh

*

grandma recalls
her pink tutu days
blossom viewing

a cherry petal
falls soft
as a feather

Keith Evetts

*

in one
fell swoop awash
in cherry blossoms

Michael Henry Lee

*

a pink cache
of cherry blossom
in the toddler’s pocket

Marion Clarke

*

gifts from the gods
cherry blossoms
everywhere

cherry blossoms
special delivery
wrapped in scent

cherry-blossom scent
arrives
in the nursery

they take wing
through a swirl
of cherry blossoms

he packs his gift
in cherry blossoms
from the orchard

she wheels her charges
in mom’s high heels through
cherry blossoms

in a swirl
of cherry blossoms she
delivers home-cooked meals

cherry blossom
soirée, an inventive flight
of city planners

the empty nest
on our chimney-top sprinkled
with cherry blossoms

an obstetrician
exits the hospital into
cherry blossoms

cherry blossoms
beget
cherry blossoms

John Daleiden

*

the harnessed river
surfaces reflections
of pink sakura

big sister clips
cherry blossom branches
for her centerpiece

her golden lasso
cinches a cheery bouquet
of cherry blossoms

Clysta Seney

*

first bite
a cherry blossom mochi
delights my heart

a simple little
cherry blossom
connects us all

dang!
there goes my dango
at the cherry blossom festival

first steps
a cherry blossom flower
out of reach

backlit
cherry blossom flower
rotates around the sun

a scout bee
waggles in the direction
of the cherry blossom trees

first steps
a cherry blossom flower
pirouettes

Diana Ming Jeong

*

no one
a stranger among
blossoms

everywhere
blossoms and
smiles

on nursery walls
bloom after bloom
after bloom

the scent
of blossoms as soft
as a child’s breath

Richard Straw

*

once again
the cherry blossoms
deliver

a lullaby
of cherry blossoms
in the air

Eavonka Ettinger

*

a pressed cherry blossom
in the envelope
a message of hop

a bonsai
cherry tree about to bloom
on the welcome mat

Pamela Garry

*

only in pictures
delivered to me
cherry blossom

Biswajit Mishra

*

the enchantment
as each blossom
unfolds

Carol Jones

*

first cherry blossoms
I miss them
already

on the doorstep
my share of
the cherry blossoms

Orense Nicod

*

memories of a delightful day
cherry petals
line the stroller

a gust of wind
then a pink storm
of cherry blossoms

a gust of wind
squeals of delight
children dressed in cherry petals

Rob Barkan

*

an arpeggio of blossom
rendered
in a single note

princess k

*

her face covered
in nectar
she flies to the next bloom

a sea of pink
cherry blossoms
fall as rain

a newborn
light as a
cherry blossom

Melissa Dennison

*

our postman
takes his lunch break
under the cherry blossoms

still vigorous
the old mountain cherry
blooms on

Jonathon Alderfer

*

slate buddha
reclining in a bed
of cherry blossom petals

dropped cherry blossom
petals
anatomically perfect

how soon
these cherry blossoms
fall into a spring dream

the tranquil flutter
of cherry blossom
earlier than expected

i nurse my spring newborn
under the canopy of
cherry blossom

Wendy C. Bialek

*

a forgotten toy
in favor of chasing
cherry blossoms

a toddler giggles
at cherry blossoms
falling in her stroller

children make
snow angels
in the cherry blossoms

Nancy Brady 

*

renewal –
this year’s cherry blossoms
in grandma’s cracked vase

Dan MacDonald

*

at the stop
the bus picks up
some cherry blossoms

the many thoughts
again unwrapped
by cherry blossoms

Harrison Lightwater

*

cherry blossoms
a few weeks
premature

a soldier follows
orders to march over
cherry blossoms

the delivery guy
carries cherry blossoms
up my steps

M. R. Defibaugh

 

This week fourteen verses made the final list:

cherry blossom
gently decorate
the stroller underneath

Debbie Feller

*

in one
fell swoop awash
in cherry blossoms

Michael Henry Lee

*

a simple little
cherry blossom
connects us all

a scout bee
waggles in the direction
of the cherry blossom trees

first steps
a cherry blossom flower
pirouettes

Diana Ming Jeong

*

the scent
of blossoms as soft
as a child’s breath

Richard Straw

*

a lullaby
of cherry blossoms
in the air

Eavonka Ettinger

*

only in pictures
delivered to me
cherry blossom

Biswajit Mishra

*

on the doorstep
my share of
the cherry blossoms

Orense Nicod

*

an arpeggio of blossom
rendered
in a single note

princess k

*

children make
snow angels
in the cherry blossoms

Nancy Brady 

*

renewal –
this year’s cherry blossoms
in grandma’s cracked vase

Dan MacDonald

*

the many thoughts
again unwrapped
by cherry blossoms

Harrison Lightwater

*

cherry blossoms
a few weeks
premature

M. R. Defibaugh

 

Of these twelve, five appealed for their unique and charming perspective:

in the time machine
we chart a different course

Melissa Dennison

still a blow-in
even after
thirty years

Marion Clarke

the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging

Tracy Davidson

a simple little
cherry blossom
connects us all

Diana Ming Jeong

*

in the time machine
we chart a different course

Melissa Dennison

still a blow-in
even after
thirty years

Marion Clarke

the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging

Tracy Davidson

the scent
of blossoms as soft
as a child’s breath

Richard Straw

*

in the time machine
we chart a different course

Melissa Dennison

still a blow-in
even after
thirty years

Marion Clarke

the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging

Tracy Davidson

a lullaby
of cherry blossoms
in the air

Eavonka Ettinger

*

in the time machine
we chart a different course

Melissa Dennison

still a blow-in
even after
thirty years

Marion Clarke

the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging

Tracy Davidson

children make
snow angels
in the cherry blossoms

Nancy Brady 

*

in the time machine
we chart a different course

Melissa Dennison

still a blow-in
even after
thirty years

Marion Clarke

the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging

Tracy Davidson

the many thoughts
again unwrapped
by cherry blossoms

Harrison Lightwater


Any of these would make a fine cherry blossom verse; I love the way Eavonka’s verse reads following Tracy’s verse, but because we already have a musical piece mentioned early on, I finally decided on Richard’s. However, I’m hoping he’ll agree to rearranging his verse to read as follows: 

as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms

Richard Straw 

 

And our renku so far is:

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 kavanagh

unidentifiable
vibrations

Pamela Garry

the dog’s ears
prick up
before the doorbell

Keith Evetts

death
is listening

Barbara Anna Gaiardoni

love bound
in the hereafter
of 1001 nights

Betty Shropshire

gracias mi amor
for melting my frozen heart

Dan Campbell

cold moon
indifferent
as mountains topple

Rob Barkan

in the time machine
we chart a different course

Melissa Dennison

still a blow-in
even after
thirty years

Marion Clarke

the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging

Tracy Davidson

as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms

Richard Straw 


And now here are your instructions for verse twenty:

  • a two-line spring verse, the two lines should flow syntactically;
  • link to verse nineteen in some fashion;
  • the door is closed for all wild or bizarre subjects; this is our final verse. I will be looking for a verse that will leaves us smiling as we read it, a verse that carries our feeling of goodwill and gladness that we participated in creating this poem;
  • please avoid use of participles; 
  • for the rest of the renku, please avoid any subjects related to festivals or circuses, carnival acts, etc. as well as death, house/home, and life; avoid any vegetation, any aromas, or children; avoid any birds, proper nouns, toys, and wrappings of any kind, avoid mention of landscape features, such as cliffs, hills, dunes, mounds, etc., and temperature, avoid use of a foreign language, or mention of any body parts, and the process of melting, thawing, etc., any reference to factories or any kind of apparatus, appliance, robot, etc., avoid roads, freeways, highways, etc., and no acts of drawing or graphing, avoid time of day, night, or year, avoid mention of visitors or visits  for the rest of the renku.
  • submit your verses by midnight PDT Tuesday, October 1.

 

I thank you all for your submissions and for your participation. I wish you good writing in the coming week. 

 

Thank you, Robin, for being our helper—we are most grateful.

 

—Patricia 

 

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Robin Smith

Comments (303)

  1. first to come &
    last to leave the spring soi·rée

    another peek on the shade
    of our sun tea jug

    1. or

      first to come & last
      to leave the spring soirée

      another peek at the jug
      of warm sun tea

      another peek

    2. another peek on the shade
      of our sun tea jug

      wendy c. bialek

      love the wonderful anticipation wendy!

  2. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    with neighbors we mend
    our broken fences each spring

    through the muddy road
    the caravan moves on

    to heal the world
    all we need is love

  3. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    ——–Richard Straw
    .

    10,000 ripples of 10,000 minnows
    bless the warming river
    .

    fresh green vines
    curl around our toes
    .

    in a whisper of mist
    a sprite invites us to follow her
    .

    promises and goodbyes
    at spring commencement

    1. Jonathan, these are lovely, “…in a whisper of mist…” and “…10,000 ripples of 10, 000 minnows…” resonate for me.

    2. Jonathan, these are lovely, “…in a whisper of mist…” and “…10,000 ripples of 10, 000 minnows…” resonate for me.

  4. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    Richard Straw

    spring morning
    an ants crawls out of the earth

  5. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw 

    the spring tide brings (in)
    a faint rainbow

    faintly at first
    a spring rainbow

  6. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    Richard Straw 

    Virgo drifts back
    with sheaves of stars

  7. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    we drink tea on a spring night
    with Sisters of Mercy

    nestled snug in our dreams
    we point at spring stars

    beyond our blue, spring skies
    worlds for new magellan’s

    we downsize in a thorough
    spring cleaning

    the April spring fool
    clown hat on my head

  8. faery queen walking
    in a gossamer gown

    faery queen
    in a back yard procession

    faery queen blesses
    every seed she sees

    faery queen turns and smiles
    giggling pixies follow her

    1. Rob, I love this !
      faery queen walking
      in a gossamer gown

      I was Titania ages ago in 7th grade. I’ve always had an affinity for the the faery queen. This is so beautiful. Thank you for writing this and sharing with us. I love the alliteration of “gossamer gown”.

      1. thank you diana—what inspired me to
        write about faeries was wendy calling
        madeleine and pamela renku faeries!

        1. correction ladies! pamela said it first—to madeleine,
          calling her a renku fairy…then wendy agreed making
          them both renku faeries!

          all worth repeating to spread the beauty and magic
          of patricia’s renku.

          1. Lol! 😄…Rob, you are so right…Patricia’s renku has been magical and filled with beauty… All the renku poets have made it so much fun…a renku extraordinaire! Diana, I love that we all inspire each other:)! It’s wonderful that you were Titania in the 7th grade… so very memorable.

          2. Rob and DIana, thank you for continuing to spread the magic and beauty of Patricia’s renku by posting your enchanting verses!:)

          3. Rob, I meant to italicize your wonderful words, “spread the beauty and magic
            of patricia’s renku”.

          4. “Rob and Diana, thank you for continuing to spread
            the magic and beauty of Patricia’s renku by posting
            your enchanting verses! :)”

            madeleine let’s not forget wendy! her magical and
            enchanting verses are from a wonderful dream.

            thank you everyone else as well who contributed
            verses of miraculous beauty.

          5. Rob, you have expressed it so well, definitely “Wendy’s enchanting and magical verses are from a wonderful dream”! 🥰 Yes…to everyone else who does!

  9. fairy rings
    in a dew kissed meadow

    Diana Ming Jeong

    *** fairies for many reasons for my renku family 💐 🧚‍♀️ 💜

  10. as soft as

    a child’s breath the scent

    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    the kite mobile dances
    while the cradle rocks

    by turns the April fool
    tidies the garden up

    a sprig of mint
    crowns the séance

    a crowd of dandelions
    wears yellow ribbons

    1. Clysta, these are great…I love “…the April fool tidies the garden up” and “a crowd of dandelions wears yellow ribbons…”:)

      1. dear madeleine, your offering of “she chases dandelion puffs” got me going; you bring infectious optimism to a renku. for this sideshow you have been a loyal sidekick 🙏🏼

        1. Lol…dear Clysta, thank you….I am so very touched by your kindness and wonderful sense of humor… I am smiling and chuckling:)! I have delighted in your positive and encouraging words throughout this renku session.

  11. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    this simple picnic
    turns into a festival
    *
    a basket of rice cake
    and bean paste for the picnic

  12. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    —Richard Straw

    every day a new
    new year and spring somewhere

      1. In honor of Pamela’s timeless lady bug verses…

        lots of giggles
        at the ladybug party

        ~ ~ ~

        For Wendy and Pamela

        fairies
        delightfully dash to the spring renku party!

          1. just a joyful renku experience…it wouldn’t be possible without the support of our tight and growing family, and our sabaki,
            Patricia who allows us to play, and experience this wonderful
            sculpture to frolic around.
            thank you, sweet madeleine and all who contributed posts
            throughout the weeks. Hope we can all be here again to
            make the next one together.
            My spring dream would be that John Stevenson surprised us with V20…and wrote the ageku!

          2. Wendy, this is a wonderful and perfect tribute to our poets, our sabaki, Patricia and John….looking forward to another “joyful renku experience” with everyone!

  13. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    —Richard Straw

    delight in the mind’s eye
    spring cleaning

  14. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    spilled across a velvet sky,
    we reach for those spring stars

    families set out welcome
    mats in the spring evening

    on a starry, spring night
    the watch cries out, “All is well.”

    an agreement to end
    strife with this spring dawn

    mortarboards tossed high
    at spring graduation

    1. Gosh, John! All of these are wonderful! I am especially enamored with this one:
      spilled across a velvet sky,
      we reach for those spring stars

  15. Wonderful read! Congratulations to all poets participating!
    ******
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    Richard Straw
    ****

    spoon-pilot delivering
    a slice of timeless joy

    sponge sparing the spaghetti sauce’s handprint
    of humanity

    buzz left by sharpie marks
    on her growth chart

    the rattle of time
    shaking inside

      1. as soft as
        a child’s breath the scent
        of blossoms

        Richard Straw

        lady bugs bouncing
        at the garden party

  16. learning .the crawl
    miss swimleys spring swim schedule

    ~ ~ ~

    lady bugs bounce
    the garden party

    ~ ~ ~

    library’s spring program
    braiding a crown of forget me nots

  17. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    a rain drop reflects
    the world on a daffodil petal

    a bumblebee
    hums gently in the garden

    sowing seeds
    full of hope and expectation

    a feather floats to earth
    from nest building birds

    Or

    as birds build their nest
    a feather floats to earth

    leaving my bobble hat
    in the drawer

    patchwork sky and
    rainbow in the valley

    the fresh green
    of fern fronds

    the plop and splash
    of mating frogs

    the comforting smell
    of hot cross buns

    no mow may
    the grass lengthens

    nose in a book
    exams are coming

    1. Well I may have broken one or two rules there!

      topping up suncream
      ready for summer

      suddenly the world
      bursts with colour

      thermal undies
      folded up for another year

      queues grow long
      by the ice cream van

      the magic of smiles
      its warm again

      the chairs are all taken
      outside the cafe

      the novelty of sun
      on our faces

      day trips
      to far off places

      reciting poems
      at Sylvia’s grave

      a clear blue sky
      above headstones

      that new growth smell
      after rain

      adverts for weedkiller
      and barbecues on the telly

      they erect a cross
      high on the chevin

      entangled ribbons
      around the maypole

  18. polite vows to meet again
    float on the spring breeze

    a sunny smile the same
    in every language

    a mad scramble
    for the bride’s bouquet

    endless song falls
    from a dot in the sky

    promises renewed
    with longer days

    pure spring water
    either side of the path

    1. These are lovely, Harrison, “endless songs fall…” and “a sunny smile the same…” resonate for me.

  19. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    spring clouds in a blue sky
    race above our heads

    our time to meditate too
    on Buddha’s birthday

    we listen to frogs
    in the spring night

    at low spring tide
    we comb the beach

    stars spill across the sky
    on a spring night

  20. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    sunny faces in
    shop windows

    ponytails sing-a-long
    to a jump rope song

    the smack of a mitt
    from centerfield

    a scarf flies away
    from a river ferry

    monks in their habits
    laugh with the wind

  21. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    dance steps left
    in the fresh spring mud
    *
    dance steps still fresh
    in the rich spring mud

  22. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms – Richard Straw

    stubborn robin strutting
    on the bike path

    who needs shoes
    on a morning like this

    forests come alive
    when you stop to listen

  23. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    the frisbee spin
    of freed graduation caps

  24. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    a Valentine for the spirits
    who once lived here

    the swing rises
    into a blue, spring sky

    the box kite they release
    gets smaller and smaller

    a chess match warms-up
    in the gazebo

    procession to the church
    on Palm Sunday

    in the breeze
    we laugh and hike

  25. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    graduation gowns billow
    with high spirits
    *

    1. Hi, Christopher–Thank you for contributing. Something we try to avoid in renku-writing is to repeat a word that has been used before. The plural of blossom was used in the previous verse and dance was used in verse six. Please try again.

  26. canopies and gazebos
    abuzz with pollen

    we spring forward
    to embrace a new day

    spring forward and
    rejoice!

    Diana Ming Jeong

  27. planning the first
    car wash of the year

    a brainstorm on whose car
    to go first for the tire switch

  28. meet you
    dream come true
    —-

    ah, what a surprise
    you miss me too
    ——

    at the end of the conversation
    feels happy
    —-

    i said something
    your laughter fills the horizon
    —-

  29. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    hands held,
    ma and pa in rocking chairs

    we hide Easter eggs
    in the backyard

    in our rock garden
    the Buddha sleeps

    1. John, I must say that ‘Easter eggs’ linking to ‘blossoms/ cherry blossoms’ stands out as a typical example of the resilience of the ‘Flat Earth Theory’, which apparently is still adhered to by many in the Northern Hemisphere, especially by people in the USA.
      (which is odd, considering the USA’s advanced technology and that, famously, people from the USA walked on the moon and showed us all that Earth is round, like a big tom-bowler marble. )

      Greetings from a busy suburb of Melbourne, Australia, where the snow peas are just about finished, the broad beans are in flower, climbing jasmine is scenting the streets and the cherry blossoms, up in the hills, are coming into bloom.
      (and where the next Easter Bunny is expected to come in March, 2025)

      :

  30. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms…………………………..Richard Straw

    the colour gurgle
    in a spring brook’s rainbow

    @@@@@@@@@@

    in a spring folding
    plenty of room for synesthesia

  31. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw
    *
    melting snow
    swells the stream

  32. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    bassinets congregate
    side by side in shade

    youths join hands
    to crack the whip

    a cigar and a pipe
    face off over chess

    across a grassy field
    statues try to tag “it”

    around a pond
    sermons in song

  33. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    in a breeze, laundry tugs
    on the clothes-pins

    over rooftops
    a spring rainbow

    at the morning market place
    everything you never bought

    a doorman polishes
    the brass knocker

    this spring day fills
    our hearts with smiles

  34. Congratulations, Richatd, on your tender verse. Delicate and enhanced with “pruning” by Patricia.

    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw

    butterflies chased
    by a spring zephyr
    .
    sticky wings unfurl
    in flight readiness
    .
    a sip of nectar
    the butterfly’s ambrosia

  35. 18
    the stork brings a baby doll
    in Amazon packaging
    19
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    20
    parting gift a bouquet
    op everlasting flowers

  36. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw 

    a toast with pink champagne
    brings us together

    we gather for a toast
    with pink champagne

    we toast the breeze
    with pink champagne

    pink champagne
    rings on the breeze

    a toast with pink
    champagne chimes

    like a tuning fork
    a toast with pink champagne

    peals of pink champagne
    on the breeze

  37. with a final tap
    fireplace sealed

    stratospheric balloon
    releases its sulphur salve

    windmill welcomes the rain
    with the wave of a sail

        1. Rob, this information is fantastic and hopeful. I am going to read it a couple more times!

          Your verse “Windmill welcomes the rain…” is wonderful.

  38. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms – Richard Straw

    an uninvited yet welcome
    breeze drifts through the open window
    .
    a soft wind dances through the grass
    adding another breeze memory in my mind

    a dad’s tender lullaby
    is carried away by the breeze

    memories of musical breezes
    in my boyhood dreams

    A breeze tumbles through the garden
    caressing the rabbit’s ears

  39. *
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    the season’s first batch
    of mud pies
    *
    the blush
    of first flush tea
    *
    no price too high
    for first flush tea
    *

    1. “season’s first batch of mud pies” makes me smile, Laurie!
      I am intrigued by “first flush tea”. “no price too high…” is very charming.

  40. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    endless spring sky
    beyond clouds and day moon

    the evening spring sky
    a light show of color

    spring rain awakens
    the forest path

  41. *
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    the flap of tents
    as farmers fill their tables
    *
    locals eagerly await
    the reopened farm market
    *

  42. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    Richard Straw

    she somersaults
    first blades of grass
    ~ ~ ~
    first blades of grass
    grasshopper’s meal

          1. madeleine…..wondering….do you need “taking the” ?
            LOL!!! how about taking off the ‘taking the’

          2. Thanks, Wendy…Lol… let me see.

            taking off the training wheels
            spring vacation

            I like it much better…it flows better!:)

        1. avoiding the net
          the mayfly bounces

          avoiding the net
          the mayfly bounces away

          learning to bounce a ball
          spring vacation

          1. learning to bounce a ball
            spring vacation

            madeleine kavanagh

            fun link to (bouncing?) baby….with a spring youth activity and/or adult memory, madeleine.

            “I love learning to bounce a ball…”
            Pamela Garry

            LOL!!!!! pamala….. if you haven’t met him already,
            let me introduce you to ………
            https://www.facebook.com/567832326649577/videos/2689137301101007
            wouldn’t we all like to learn to multi-task like this ????

          2. Lol, thanks Pamela and Wendy! I spent the summer when I was seven, practicing to bounce a ball… it was a lot of fun:) Thanks for the link, Wendy… Juzzie Smith sure can play the blues!

        2. brother francis
          bouncing on the pogo stick boing boing

          Pamela and Wendy…. feeling light hearted…can’t resist.

  43. .
    .
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    .
    –Richard Straw 
    .
    Congratulations Richard – a very sweet addition to the renku for the blossom verse!
    .
    I know this is not haiku, and even the haiku masters used it, but my inner nitpicking soul winces at the explicit simile. Obviously Patricia doesn’t have a problem with it though, and that is all that counts. Well done.

    1. Thanks, princess k. I, too, leave such issues up to Patricia and other haiku arbiters.

      I will confess that writing a haiku (which encourages the juxtaposition of two images) is inherently metaphorical for me and invites the use of hidden and sometimes not so veiled similitudes.

      I’m probably wrong, of course, about this and can’t provide a well-thought-out theory. But using metaphor or another similitude does seem to help when I try write a haiku or even read one.

      My link, by the way, isn’t a “haiku” per se. It’s merely one verse in a chain of other linked verses that make up a longer poem. Or at least I think that’s what it is.

      1. Correction (sorry):

        “But using metaphor or another similitude does seem to help when I try TO write a haiku or even read one.”

      2. Correct, Richard. In a renku there is one and one only verse that can be considered to be a haiku: the hokku. The first verse/ the opening verse. In this case:

        the moon joins
        a juggler’s side show
        harvest festival

        (Personally, I prefer to have a cut marker for the hokku, even when it’s obvious where the cut is. Basho, the master renku leader of all time, used cut markers/ cutting words. )

    2. I feel the need to defend simile :)

      Juxtaposition’s implied comparison tends towards identification i.e. metaphor and in haiku simile can have a number of advantages over metaphor depending on the circumstances.
      – simile’s simple acknowledgement of similarity is less contrived than metaphor and closer to natural speech.
      Metaphor as a figure of speech and mental process is more intrusive and cumbersome than simile. Using simile in some cases may make it less high minded more accessible and in a sense lighter, more in line with karumi.
      – simile is more in the moment, the comparison is conditional, fleeting, flexible and more open to interpretation. Metaphor with the identification of its two terms, where one is the other, is tantamount to a definition, a general poetic truth which escapes time.

      Of course juxtaposition with implied metaphor also has its strengths and advantages over simile but it is not a case of one being good and the other bad, it depends on what the haiku seeks to express. The masters as you remark made use of both.

      In the case of renku inner juxtaposition within the links is not what we seek as there is already juxtaposition between the verses, so there is no reason to avoid simile if it serves the message. Juxtaposition can on the contrary introduce a certain choppiness and muddy the flow of the renku.

      1. i respect tradition and modern renku variation in verse… so happy that Patricia has been open to our experimentation and is inclusive with such literary deviations.

  44. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw 

    pink jellyfish like
    a beating heart

  45. *
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    the trellis warms up with threads
    of last winter’s mitten
    *
    threads of last winter’s mitten
    tickle the trellis
    *

  46. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    the herbs they collect
    brewed in a tea that heals

    on the veranda
    grandma and grandpa rock

    she socks a home run
    with bases loaded

    spare-ribs sizzle
    on the open fire

  47. *
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    pollen rests in the weave
    of freshly laundered curtains
    *
    pollen replaces the view
    through every kitchen window
    *
    wind-planted pollen
    on freshly laundered linens
    *
    the fresh view of pollen
    from every polished window
    *

      1. Lol! Thanks for reminding us, Laurie…I was planning on a verse with windows. :) “…from every polished window.” is a very lovely verse, just the same.

  48. *
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    tying balloons
    with maypole ribbons
    *
    flying the kite
    from a maypole ribbon
    *

  49. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw 

    eager eager eager
    the swing’s creak!

  50. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw 

    out of nowhere
    every butterfly

  51. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms—————-Richard Straw

    spring surprises
    the kind we plant in each other

  52. Patricia, thank you for picking Richard’s verse for V19 of our renku.
    i was waiting to post…for when all petals, settled. So, glad that you
    fashioned his touching lines fitting them in a place that eliminated any redundancy, in starting sentences.
    LOL!! i could imagine, how too many “the’s” in a row can quickly turn the beautifully sculptured shape of renku into a robotic and bland shopping list!

    So happy you are pleased with my various, designated, verses,
    i love how you saw them, so creatively and and endearingly, as ‘party favors’. flutters my heart feathers.

    Richard, so glad you embraced the rearrangement of your heartfelt lines…for the betterment of the whole work of art.

    i loved the way you wrote it, and now its value has doubled,
    since a master has left her touch on them….tailor-made for this renku.

    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    1. Thanks, Wendy. Much appreciated! Everyone needs a good editor, and we should all welcome a great one.

      I, too, enjoyed your valentines. Let’s have Valentine’s Day year-round.

    2. “So happy you are pleased with my various, designated, verses,..”

      Wendy, by what or by whom were your various verses designated?

      (I’m having trouble with the language here. )

      1. Lorin,
        I may be speaking out of turn here, but I think Wendy is referring to Patricia’ s remark at the beginning of this post about Wendy’s verses as party favors throughout the renku and her encouragement of other poets (and their verses) throughout the renku, too. After all, Wendy had the beginning verse (hokku), yet posted verse after verse, knowing none of them would be chosen because Patricia indicated only one verse per poet. I believe Wendy posts verses because she writes for the sheer enjoyment of playing with words and ideas. Just my thoughts….Nan

        If I am wrong, I am sure someone will correct me.

        1. nan-
          so lovely, that you feel this way. thank you for sharing your positive and (way so kind) perspective.

          editcrow and i have no better words than yours….you have us speechless! on the same page,

          1. Wendy,
            Thanks. Otto thought I probably keep my mouth shut, but fools rush in where angels dare to tread, and I have been accused of being foolish more than once. Much of the fun of renku, especially here, is the positive interactions of other poets we may never meet in person, and I often chuckle at the wordplay of your and other’s verses. Yours are like party favors, surprising and fresh. Nan

        2. Nancy, I don’t think you’re “speaking out of turn”. I’m grateful that you’ve sent me back to read (or re-read) Patricia’s introduction comments for the week, which I admit I’d pretty much skipped over.

          “Thank you, Wendy, for your lovely tributes to the process, to other writers, to John, to me with your special cherry blossom verses. They are like party favors that we get to take home with us as mementos of this memorable occasion. ” – Patricia

          Having read this now, I understand better. It’s in English. It’s a type of English, perhaps a dialect that Patricia and Wendy might share, but it’s not my English and I find it . . . somewhat difficult to read at times, especially when I have a headache. (To be clear, I’m not referring to the spelling. I do understand the differences between English and American- English spelling. No problems there.)

          I will now skim down the threads to find Wendy’s cherry blossom verses and see if I can understand what’s special about them. (“Special” verses compared to what? Ordinary verses? Special verses compared to verses offered by whom or to what type of verses?) These ‘special verses’ of Wendy’s are not in the renku, so they must be in this long thread or the long threads before it. )

          Now I’ve googled, to be sure :
          “What is the opposite of special?
          WordHippo
          https://www.wordhippo.com › what-is › special
          What is the opposite of special? ; unoriginal · obscure ; clichéd · inconspicuous ; prevalent · tired ; unnoticeable · inconsiderable ; nothing special · trite. ”

          Hmmm. What might that imply about all of the other participants’ verses, when compared to Wendy’s?

          I certainly recall some “special” verses directed toward me that Wendy posted in a former THF renku, of which Patricia was the sabaki and which didn’t go unnoticed by some of the other participants.

          I also recall some “special comments” specifically directed to me that Wendy felt free to make in this renku, that we’re finishing off now. These comments were deleted, after a few days. There are those who did read these, I know. There are also those who probably read them and then there are those who read them then deleted or helped to delete them. There have been no repeats of such comments by Wendy since then.

          I appreciate Patricia’s willingness to act as sabaki for these renku, as I appreciate having been able to participate in renku that were sabaki-ed by John Stevenson and others.
          About renku in general, many things depend. Personally, I can honestly say that I love the cowboys (and girls) but I intensely dislike the bulldust.

      2. Lorin,
        i can see where the confusion came…it is not a language issue
        it a time/place (page/week) issue.
        hoping you can catch up, soon.

        1. Ah, Wendy, the fact that I was called away after I’d begun to respond to Nancy and didn’t return for some time. wouldn’t have helped either, as the ‘time factor’ could lead people into thinking (erroneously) that the threads comments were all consecutive.

          I do think there are language issues, though. And “catch up”? To what or to whom do I need to catch up?

  53. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    spring dawn ripples
    through my garden

  54. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms — Richard Straw

    little league tryouts
    this will be the year

    the taxman hangs a sign
    —gone fishin’

    in each mail box
    the new seed catalog

  55. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    soap bubbles
    soap bubbles everywhere

    beside the mare
    a colt nibbles spring grass

  56. the stork brings a baby doll
    in Amazon packaging — Tracy Davidson

    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms — Richard Straw
    —————–

    (a)
    in a drift of soap bubbles
    all the colours of our dreams

    (b)
    each soap bubble floats
    into its own tomorrow

  57. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw

    snuggles within
    our spring comforter
    ***
    seeds gently laid in
    the spring garden bed

    1. These are great Eavonka! I love the imagery in both. It sounds so lovely when you say it out loud.

  58. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    as daylight lengthens
    peace-talks turn to song

    1. So hopeful and inspiring, Pamela and I love the poem you wrote earlier.

      “sweet nothings
      in the spring breeze”

      Pamela Garry

        1. i agree, pamela, that’s a perfect spirit name you created for
          madeleine!
          i my eyes, you are both, Renku Faeries

          1. Such a sweet comment Wendy…and in my eyes both you and Pamela hold the title of renku fairies, 🥰 as you both truly delight and encourage us all in our weekly renku.:)

          2. I am sorry for being so late in my reply…I had stepped away longer than I had wanted…these greetings are a joy.

  59. the stork brings a baby doll
    in Amazon packaging — Tracy Davidson

    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms — Richard Straw

    a drift of soap bubbles,
    like us just passing by

  60. Congratulations, Richard.

    I do like that you’ve used the generic ‘blossoms’ here rather than ‘cherry blossoms’. There are many trees, vines and plants in bloom where I am now (Victoria, Australia, where it is nearly the end of an unusually rainy first month of spring) including the hardy climbing jasmine that scents inner city streets and some consider a nuisance. That may be, but it has a lovely scent.

    That said, this is my favourite “cherry blossom” haiku, in various translations:

    ki no moto wa shiru mo namasu mo sakura kana — Basho (1654-1694)
    .
    Under the cherry-trees,
    On soup, and fish-salad and all,
    Flower-petals — R.H. Blyth, 1950
    .
    Under the trees
    Soup, fish salad, and everywhere
    Cherry blossoms. — Makoto Ueda, 1970

    .Under the cherry–
    blossom soup,
    blossom salad. — Lucien Stryk, 1985

        1. “Be careful about cyanide poisoning, however” – Richard.

          True. :-) I doubt very much that Basho ( who, I believe, had a sense of humour which shows in quite a few of his haiku & hokku) meant that people were deliberately garnishing their picnic food with the petals. Focusing on cherry petals falling onto the fish salad and the soup is what makes it haikai. The exalted cherry blossoms drop or are blown onto the mundane fish salad: it’s down to earth, I think, and humorous.. Not ‘fancy’.

          As is his haiku about a flower briefly noticed coming into bloom under a hedge, as he rode quietly towards the next stop in his journey. Briefly noticed because his horse noticed it too,
          and ate it. (Such is life!)
          Basho was the master of haikai no renga ( as opposed to classical renga) I think, because his focus was so down to earth.

  61. Congratulations Richard for a breath-taking addition and thank you Patricia for including me in your selections. :)

    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    Richard Straw

    soap bubbles
    through soap bubbles

    soap bubbles through
    soap bubbles

    just a faraway soap bubble
    morning star

    carefully sown
    the mystery seeds

    the mystery seeds
    sown with extra glee

  62. Congrats Richard, I always enjoy your verses and thank you Patricia

    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms – Richard Straw

    a lovely stranger
    smiled at my ugly dog

    watching my dog’
    pee on the neighbor’s flowers

    waving farewell
    to a fading kite

    kites cover the tiles
    on grandpa’s roof

  63. Thank you, Patricia, for all your amazing work on choosing verses for this renku. I admit to the ache of getting so close more than once, but I’m happy that the process has been so helpful in expanding my understanding of the form.

    Congratulations to Richard! My thanks to Robin for all her assistance and, of course, continued hopes for John’s healing.

    1. Thanks, Eavonka! Your verse is truly lovely. Its synesthesia of song and sight is extraordinary.

      a lullaby
      of cherry blossoms
      in the air

      Eavonka Ettinger

  64. *
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    the sound of the seeds still jumps
    in the paper packet
    *
    the sound of spring breezes
    in each shell of a seed bag

  65. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    gentle spring rain
    awakens the earth

    Diana Ming Jeong

  66. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    window boxes explode
    with vibrant colors

    Diana Ming Jeong

  67. a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw

    rabbit ears
    daffodils popping through

    1. madeleine, i keep laughing my way back and forth through your /daffodil/rabbit ear imaginings as you descibe our ever-changing world….so much mischief in your mind’s eye, thank you.

      1. I am so happy they make you laugh, Clysta…your fun comment is making me laugh, now too!😀

  68. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    high in a balloon
    the curve of our land

    from our balloon
    the broad sweep of land

  69. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    This verse is so ethereal…Thank you again, Richard and Patricia.

    a yellow rose
    for each poet and our sabaki

    ~ ~ ~

    a spring shower
    daisy petals on smiling poets

  70. I hope you have a complete and permanent recovery, John.

    Thanks for choosing (and improving on) one of my candidate links, Patricia.

    Thanks, also, to each fellow renku participant. Your works are always inspiring, and your thoughts are helpful and kind. I especially appreciate this week all of your good wishes and comments on the 19th link chosen and amended by Patricia.

    And, finally, Robin, your help these many weeks in keeping the renku going behind the scenes is very much appreciated.

    ***

    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    a full parking lot
    at the garden center

    a noisy school bus
    unloads at the arboretum

    mother and daughter
    pick out their corsages

    seed packets line a shelf
    above the kitchen sink

    an orb weaver links
    the pots of pansies

  71. *
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    Maypole ribbons set aside
    for a future balloon
    *
    so many uses
    for a Maypole ribbon
    *

  72. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    hope springs eternal
    in an old family recipe

    hope springs eternal
    in grandma’s pasta primavera

    Diana Ming Jeong

  73. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms

    Richard Straw

    simply exquisite richard,
    this one takes my breath away.
    an excellent choice once again patricia.
    all the best john, get back here.
    robin you are our lifesaver.

  74. as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw

    spring cleaning
    candyfloss webs

  75. I love this joint production, Richard and Patricia! It’s a lovely verse to set up for the close. What a wonderful journey this has been–my thanks to everyone participating, both in and behind the scenes.
    *
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    *
    Richard Straw
    *
    a lifelong subscription
    to this spring in the step
    *
    the spring in my step
    renewed once again
    *
    natural as a smile
    this spring in my step
    *

  76. A lovely choice- thanks Patricia! Congrats Richard!

    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    sweet nothings
    in a spring breeze

  77. springing forward
    into all there is to enjoy

    spring and all things
    being yin and yang

    gladiolas as
    i’ve ever been before

  78. Patricia, thank you for including my verses in your long list of possibilites.

    Robin Smith, thank you for uploading instructions and various corretions as need—your work is valued.

    John Stevenson—may your healing journey continue in a satisfactory direction.

  79. Richard Straw, congratulations on the acceptance of your Verse 19 in the Side Show Renku:
    as soft as
    a child’s breath the scent
    of blossoms
    –Richard Straw 

    1. I like the subtlety of yours, too!

      only in pictures
      delivered to me
      cherry blossom

      Biswajit Mishra

      I imagine here enjoying the beauty of cherry blossoms from a distant land by looking at photographs of them in a magazine delivered by a mailman on a wintry day.

  80. Congratulations Richard. Such a gentle blossom verse to lead in to the last. Thank you Patricia for sharing your wisdom and guiding us through this renku and making the tough choices.
    And, to everyone participating for their hard work and joy in writing and for staying on the path while keeping it light and fun: much appreciation.

  81. Congratulations Richard! Your verse is so sweet, beautiful, and full of God’s grace! Also congratulations to everyone. I love all your cherry blossom verses. This is my favorite week! Thank you Wendy for your cherry blossom party favors for us to cherish forever. Thank you Patricia and Robin and The Haiku Foundation. Peace and healing to all esp to John. 🌸

      1. Hi Richard,
        That is so very special! Congratulations! I am not a mother of a human but I do have a niece! Your verse brought me back to that first day when I met her at the hospital. She was only a few hours new… and the memory and feeling and smells are exactly as your verse!
        Many blessings to you and your family! 🌸

    1. Diana, your writing displays an elation so wonderfully contagious to this group. Thank you for the joy you shower in our Renku journey.

      btw: i left some suggestions…in a response below your mobile verse in last week’s verse 19.

      1. Hi Wendy!
        That’s so kind of you to say! I feel the same way about you and the poets here! I feel joy and happiness on our journey together!
        I didn’t see the suggestions in Verse 19! I don’t know how you all get alerts but I literally go to each week and “search” for my name. Do you get email alerts somehow? I am using my wordpress login. I thought I would get emails or notifications somehow but I don’t get anything. I will go look now. Thank you!

      2. Thank you Wendy. I have read it now. I will ponder it as I don’t know how to rewrite it right now and I have never written tanka. :)

  82. Richard, this is an absolutely wonderful verse… it’s perfect and adds so much lightness to our renku…I agree that Eavonka’s would have worked so well too…so many lovely verses in the showcase, such a very challenging task…to have to choose. Thank you for your steady leadership and commentary, Patricia and all these exquisite haiku fellow poets, each week.

      1. a lullaby
        of cherry blossoms
        in the air

        Eavonka Ettinger

        Eavonka, I agree with Madeleine. I can visualize listening to the lullaby in this link a long, long time.

  83. Thanks, Patricia! I agree with your rewrite.

    Another possibility, of which there is often no end in the writing process:

    as soft as
    the scent of blossoms
    a child’s breath

      1. Richard–thank you for being so gracious in accepting my alteration of your verse. There was nothing wrong with the way you wrote the verse. It was how it fit with the prior verse. I was prompted to find a rewording that would move the word “the” so that it didn’t start a line because the preceding verse’s first line starts with “the.” It’s a small thing but it does improve the reading of the two verses together.

        1. Thanks for explaining the expert alterations you made. Moving the definite article “the” made a definite improvement!

    1. Thanks, Melissa! The loveliness of the verse can only be attributed to its editor—Patricia, the Patient Magician.

      1. Congratulations, Richard! And thank you, Patricia and Robin!

        amazed once again
        as all things are made new

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