The Renku Sessions: Tan-renga – Week 10
Our selector for this capping verse is John Hawkhead. Here is his report:
“Over the last week I have been fascinated to see the diverse and interesting responses to the opening verse of this renku session appear in the THF portal. Congratulations to everyone for your creative inputs.
When I set out to choose a capping verse, I approached my selections looking out for the link and shift expected in the response. In particular, I was looking for responses that followed on from the original sense of the opening verse and then shifted the reader’s attention to another image. I looked for verses where the response opens a new ‘door’ in the mind of a reader, but where the original imagery is not entirely discarded by the capping verse.
My intention for the opening verse was to follow the initial guidance to write about the moon which has, for me, an almost pagan symbolism in nature. So I hoped the cape of owl feathers took on an almost shamanic role while still retaining a strong natural sense of imagery as you might find in a modern ‘fairy tale’. I looked in the capping verses for images and descriptions that linked to that starting point and then shifted the reader somewhere else.
My shortlist starts with a clear link to the sense of spoken word storytelling:
a spark of fire from
the storyteller’s eye
Ellen Compton
This succinct use of just eight words transports us to a campfire tale with, perhaps, a hint of danger. I could have highlighted three capping verses from Ellen who captured the ‘feeling’ of the original verse, but I also wanted to include this one in particular, which shifts the reader’s focus while retaining the connection with nature and mystery:
the barn door locked
with a spider’s silk
Ellen Compton
Another verse that links to the sense of mystery and fills my imagination with images of light and shadow is this:
the seventh sister
conceals her face
Terri French
Why does the seventh sister conceal her face; who is she? I suspect we can all come up with our own answers and, for me, that’s a good thing.
And then there’s this verse that also plays with darkness and light, and carries a sense of foreboding and omen:
sirens sing darkness
to the shipless ocean
Michelle Beyers
Seven words to fill imagination with an ocean of encroaching darkness.
But there’s room in the submissions for love too, even if that emotion comes with a sharp edge:
how slyly
love hides its talons
Maxianne Berger
Indeed, love can grip the heart in icy talons…
Finally, my selection for the capping verse is this dark and resonant piece of succinct writing:
the beaked shadow
of the plague doctor
Marion Clarke
This clearly links to the owl feathers and moonlit shadows of the opening verse and then shifts us dramatically into the current world during the Covid-19 pandemic ‘plague’. It retains the sense of mystery and storytelling through that chilling image of plague doctors stalking medieval streets in their beaked masks, but with a fully modern relevance. Great stuff!”
witching hour
moonlight dons a cape
of owl feathers
the beaked shadow
of the plague doctor
Marion Clarke will be offered the option of choosing a new opening verse from among those offered in the coming week. Marion, please let me know if you are willing to make the next selection. As always, I am ready to make it if you would rather not and ready to consult with you, if you do want to choose.
This week, you are all invited to offer three-line opening verses. Let’s do blossom verses this time.
Please enter your verses in the comments box, below. Marion Clarke or I will review them until midnight on Monday, April 5 (Eastern US time). On Thursday, April 8, there will be a posting in which Marion or I will comment on some of the blossom verse suggestions and select one of them to begin our latest tan-renga.
Looking forward to seeing your verses!
John
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spring bouquet
overtakes
the room
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/6/21
spring tide . . .
an unmoored blossom
drifts out to sea
incoming tide . . .
an unmoored blossom
drifts home
red ants probe
the meaty center
of the tulip
even outside
the court buildings
chokeberry blooms
4/04/2021 by wendy © bialek
cherry blossoms
shower the hearse
goodbye kisses
3/08/2021 by wendy © bialek
hiacinth in bloom
two gulls flying into
the rising sun
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/4/21
hiacinth in bloom
here where
I am
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/5/21
*hyacinth. sorry for the mispelling
*misspelling
I hear Keats was a bad speller too😌
humming birds sip
from red hollyhock blooms
the force be with all
mustard flowers
cover the mountain slope
two bear cubs
iris blooms
at the pond
fish feeding ripples
*
cherry blossoms
there, where he leaned
the rainbow
*
white flowers
in the night
moonless
*
a butterfly lingers
on embroidery
of the flowered dress
*
intense pink
in the first flowers
of rhododendron
at the open gate
geranium blossoms
line a brick path
red tulip blossoms
Farhard and Shirim
remembered
among cowslip blooms
cattle munch green grass
dance of the faeries
apple blossoms
Eve eats the fruit
God forbid
the circles
of sakura petals
with each sip
4/05/2021 by wendy © bialek
sakura petals
circling
in the birdbath
4/05/2021 by wendy © bialek
last dance
the blossom resting
on her ear
4/04/2021 by wendy © bialek
cherry petals
on the laptop
showing a hidden icon
*
family picnic
grandma’s plain sponge
iced with cherry petals
last dance
remembering the blossom
resting on her ear
4/04/2021 by wendy © bialek
Correction:
scents of daffodil
drift through the war room
world peace
scents of daffodil
after winter
purple flowers blossom
crocus
mask off
to the dinnerplate
dahlias
4/04/2021 by wendy © bialek
crocheting a ladder
to the bird feeder
wisteria vine
4/04/2021 by wendy © bialek
I really like this, Wendy .. I can see it ..
glad you like it, maxianne….this is the scene, now, outside my kitchen bay windows, where i am always enjoying, while washing dishes.
very nice job with your commentary!….john h.
congrats marion! a fitting cap verse.
i thoroughly enjoyed participating in both parts,
such a wonderful pairing of verses!
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greeted by new
cascading floral masks
spring blossoms
4/04/2021 by wendy © bialek
blossom inspired
sewing up a new
batch of masks
4/04/2021 by wendy © bialek
blossom inspired
a basket of masks
hang by the door
4/04/2021 by wendy © bialek
Thank you, Wendy!
marion
the lodestar
we’re steered by–
cherries at their peak
*
wild orchid
through its leaf
my breath
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/4/21
blossom drifting where she forgets
dandelion
in the wild
spot of sun
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/4/21
wild blossom
on a vine
in dawn light
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/4/21
spring blossoms
aromatherapy
the life force
a place
where flowers blossom
Yoga
reincarnated
soldiers blossom
Sakura
sad song in the first step
of cherry petals her story
of gloomy past
**
2) blossoms’ spell
short-lived for grandpa
breaths his last
****
(3 counting spell of loss
after catch up with
bloom of blossoms
blossoms after pain
into her bag of beauty
and recollection
pear wood
outlasting its blossoms
ancient buildings
wild cherry
when is it too late
to run away
*
cherry blossoms
the chalkboard
thick with equations
*
the rattle
of a snake
through fallen peach blossom
Congrats Marion! And thanks John H. for your commentary – interesting to read about your approach to choosing a verse.
.
.
a cherry
exhales
nautical twilight
.
triple masked
no chance of catching
blossom fever
.
the moon and stars
race
for pinks
.
any ol’ barstool
for the elephants
in the blossom district
.
a babbling brook
takes the measure of
a wild cherry
.
.
Thank you!
marion
Congratulations to John and Marion for a perfect pair. Very atmospheric.
…
in Afghanistan
the almond trees blossom
in both peace and war
…
hard pruning in autumn
for bounteous blossom
in the spring
…
only the Japanese
will see their cherry blossom
this year
Thank you—it’s certainly a dark collaboration, Pauline!
marion
Sakura
shattering thunderstorms
spare a few petals
Happy Easter
bunch of carnations
on your grave
Nani Mariani
crab apple blossoms
in the church cemetery
broken tombstones
lilac blossoms
pan pipe melodies
flow through my garden
squash blossoms
enough to ensure zucchini
for all my friends
sea of dandelions
at governor’s mansion
an invasion
falling flower blossom
the tree ready
to bear fruit
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/3/21
fever gone
out my window
pink cherry blossoms
a thousand suns
spilled on the meadow
dandelion yellow
verse by verse
swayed in the haiku bed
blossoming daisies
circling morning . . .
scattered rose petals
a new flock of birds
cherry petals . . .
our dance in the rain
after break up
Ivan Gaćina
Easter lilies
pilgrims on a life journey
pause and reflect
bird foot violet
everyone out
for a walk in the park
*
four leaf violet
my luck
about to change
*
Congratulations Marion and thank you John !
*
wading through
ankle deep
magnolia blossoms
Thank you, Dan!
marion
Nice choice, John and I enjoyed your commentary. Congratulations, Marion. pa. thank you for pausing on one of mine. I don’t know if there is a way to correct the spelling of my last name but I would appreciate it if you can, John S. onto blossoms we go!
into my dream
the floating of
soft white petals
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 3/29/21
Sorry about the typo. That’s fixed now.
thanks, John😊
Thank you, Michelle.
marion
Sorry Michelle, the typo was mine and not John’s.
cherry blossoms
not knowing if
i would see you again
smoothing things over
cherry blossom
caught in the lorry’s wake
almost unseen
on the frosted lawn
white blossom
They could make a come-back if things carry on the way they are going 🙂
apple blossoms
in the orchard two tramps
sleep soundly
plague morning
those yellow blossoms
outside my window
covid dawn
yellow blossoms knocking
on my bedroom window
second-generation twins
the double flower
of a bloodroot
wind onshore
gulls wheel in a cloud
beach plum petals
corrected version:
.
wind onshore
gulls wheel in a cloud
of beach plum petals
serviceberry in bloom
all the catching up
at weddings and funerals
*
tulips…
borrowing a cup
of cherry petals
*
petals from the past
gathered in my mind to bloom
flowers of the now
little petals fall
playing pianissimo
alongside the wind
yes to the witchiness of the plague doctor! Nicely done, Marion .. and enlightening comments, John H. .. thanks, too, for pausing on mine .. am looking forward to the blossom verses .. am more comfortable capping, so this week shall read and enjoy .. ☺
Witchiness is the right word, Maxianne! Pleased you enjoyed it.
marion
Congratulations, Marion. Your capping verse seems the perfect one.
My efforts at a blossom hokku:
spring snowfall
pink drifts beneath
the crabapple tree
cherry blossom park
settling for
a drone’s-eye view
cherry blossom petals
in the same breeze
the virus too
Thanks, Dana! 🙂
marion
too soon
for open-toed shoes
wild violet
the knockout rose bush
competes with yellow bell bush
for my affection
tulips field
horseman
waved his hat
Nani Mariani
at the end of the twilight
a pair of butterflies
perched on a camellia
Nani Mariani
the egg moon
cupped in a magnolia
a blackbird’s song
blossom
they call the old mare
with many foals
choose
rose or lily
pistils at dawn
a few red drops
blossom in the ditch
underage driver
blossom
no time for regret
as yet
a beautiful day
read in the garden
purple wisteria in bloom
Nani Mariani
bring happiness
the cherry blossoms are blooming
a little girl jumping
Nani Mariani
the sour stench
left in the vase
lilac blossoms
cherry blossoms
line the garden path
lover’s retreat
knowing when
to remove the mask
peony blossom
John and Marion–You two together have created a marvelous verse! The image is clear and crisp and utterly memorable. I love it!
Now, on to the blossoms….
*
Sakura
three sisters walk in circles
under the pink top
*
March winds
a stream of cherry petals
blows after the flutist
*
March wind
a stream of cherry petals
pours from the flute
*
Thank you, Laurie—Im glad you love the combination. John’s verse was very inspiring.
marion
Well chosen, John Hawkhead, and congratulations, Marion, a great image to complements John’s verse.
Thank you, Carol—I have a thing about those plague doctors’ masks and John’s verse reminded me of that! 😱
marion