Wendy C. Bialek is our selector this week. Here is her report:
“thank you for this opportunity to select the capping verse.
i was quite taken by the extraordinary quality of the literary lines you all have offered to cap off our winter opening verse. here are the guides that i followed to help refine my choices:
verses offered on and by the listed time constraints and having a strong linking image with either winter kigo or non-seasonal verses that supported, (went along with) the winter theme.
I found all these interesting:
all day clouds stream
across the mountain tops
never had a boyhood
under the footbridge
koi follow sunlight
we warm our hands
on porcelain cups of tea
our glancings unlatching
a secret novella
another flight credit
your gloved hand
running hot and cold
about inviting the ex
’embalmed but not forgotten’
King Tut’s mummy
a gap-toothed grin as
the puck swishes through
I found these interesting and would like to comment briefly on them:
almost feeling safe enough
to tell the truth
a private sketch of the soul so hard to shed the layers, the walls that were built overtime….like the layers of icy waters engulfing the leaf….a lie yearns to be set free…as debbie reminds us how we need to feel safe enough to tell the truth.
a few strands of her hair
in my locket
Lorraine A. Padden
so like the icicle holding last year’s maple leaf. lorraine’s “locket holds strands of hair, possibly belonging to a young daughter. I can imagine the hair to be in the red family. can you?
my husband asks
who am i again
how betty sees the maple leaf as memory data and the icicle as the mind. the link is a mind “frozen” in time in the form of memory loss perhaps due to the progression of Alzheimer’s disease. it gives me chilling goose bumps from head to toe…everytime i read it.
blackened snow clumps
behind all four tires
i can feel the car only going deeper and deeper into the snow, i can hear those tires getting buried…blackening the surrounded piling snow. a very powerful, winter verse, conjuring feelings of isolation, helplessness…entrapment, etc.
two soldiers in full dress
knock on my front door
‘leaves’ are often used as metaphors for ‘pages’. here, perhaps the link to “last year’s maple leaf” is a ‘note’ containing a chilling message being delivered by the two soldiers. catching the numbing chill when i read this, john. resonates well with the opening verse.
after the door slams shut
John S. Green
a wonder image….to see a candle “curtsy” from the quick swish of a door closing. though no winter kigo have been used….this can fit nicely into a winter verse….the candles may be used when a power outage occurs….and the door is closed swiftly to keep the heat from leaving the home. image links well and caps well with opening verse.
once enwoumbed pearls
now warm against the skin
Jackie Maugh Robinson
jackie uses tactile imagery and metaphor comparing the raw pearls in the oyster shell then becoming warmed/cultured against the skin, (touch) eloquently hung as a necklace
an egg tooth tap away
from the liberty to fly
Jackie Maugh Robinson
enhancing the opening verse with the audible tappings that resonate in both icicle and shell. imagine freedom being just “an egg tooth tap away”? is this spirited image, prompting us about the joy to come out of our shells?
a hint of woodsmoke
clings to her hair
jonathan has craftily used “woodsmoke” to link to “flaming” and “clings” like the leaf is being held to the icicle….a great image that enhances the opening verse balancing the olfactory haunting, a who done it, drama scene….maybe a found female whose hair has been exposed to a fireplace, a fire pit….a house or forest fire?… is she dead or alive? or is this a tender encounter between a couple who have warmed up by the fireplace?
the first slips of green
up from the irises
yes, peter has noticed that when there are several warmer winter days in succession…some spring plants may begin to emerge. a great link opposite-contrasting (using a mirror imaging technique) the new growth of green blades symbolizing what will come in spring contrasts with the autumn leaf that got trapped inside the winter icicle.
has breakfast at tiffany’s
i love the playful, serendipity and sound of pk’s verse! somehow our princess k has delectibly linked this atomic theorum to the dead or alive fate of maple leaf… “the cat” and left it a plate of unlabeled syrupy substances???? or is this a statement on bad treating a nameless cat?
the once passionate girl
i love the simply stated, mirrored reflection of the opening verse here. a perfect capping! has carole linked the icicle with a girl clearly, locked up from feeling?
our completed tan~renga with its capping verse is:
flaming maple leaf
sealed in the icicle wendy c. bialek
my husband asks
who am i again Betty Shropshire
an ice chilling. naked verse….that cuts through every atom of my synaptic soul!
wendy c. bialek”
John speaking again:
Betty, please let me know if you are willing to make the next selection.
This week, you are again invited to offer an opening verse, for which we will be offering capping verses in the following week. Your offers, this week, should be three line love verses.
Please enter your verses in the comments box, below. Betty or I will review them until midnight on Monday, February 22 (Eastern US time). On Thursday, February 25, there will be a posting in which Betty or I will comment on some of the opening verse suggestions and select one of them to be offered for tan-renga linking in the following week.
Looking forward to seeing your verses!
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