The Renku Sessions: Timber Smoke – Week 24
Greetings and welcome to The Haiku Foundation’s current Renku Session entitled, ‘Timber Smoke’. I am Marshall Hryciuk of Toronto, Canada and I will be leading this session through a 36-link kasen renku.
Again, surprised am i by how comfortably at home we are with other-worldly demons and supernatural creatures:
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
Beyond affording food to the alien, here we’re rendering succour to it by helping a wound to heal. Could it be that the scarecrow is using her own thread? After all, at the turn of the lunar New Year in two weeks it will be the Year of the Wood Dragon~
Diction-wise i love the trochaic base to both lines; stress/unstressed, with the last unstressed beat left out so the two last monosyllabic stressed words, “wound’ and “flank” receive extra emphasis. Has the feel of the ‘push-in’ = stressed and ‘pull-out’ = unstressed.
“Flank” is a bit of a surprise and could have overtones of a battlefield and a resistance to invasion.
Great stuff, Tracy Davidson, thank-you.
Back to the terrestrial realm now; though perhaps with celestial aspirations. We need 3 lines, summer seasonality, remembering, no flowers, no moon and no fabric or aid. But, with the exception of birds, almost everything else in between.
Happy linking
Marshall
Timber Smoke (so far)
nothing dimmed yet
timber smoke scent
sifts into the house
Marshall Hryciuk
one by one
I pick plums off of the ground
Alfred Booth
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
drawn out deer notes
echo in the coolness
Betty Shropshire
even paler
than the clearing fog
day moon
Mary White
handprints and crumbs
I would miss them
Pamela Garry
giving pollen
a lift
on the bicycle bells
Laurie Greer
the tiffany blue
of 3 eggs in a nest
Eavonka Ettinger
scattered spores
following a random trail
through landmines
John Hawkhead
attempted murder
by the morality police
Rob Barkan
next door’s dog
barks
at our snowman
Carol Jones
the mailman’s breath
faintly white
Keith Evetts
Jacques Brel singing
“in the port of Amsterdam”
on the radio
Alfred Booth and Marshall Hryciuk
a whirligig of leaves
sweeps the deck clean
Wendy C. Bialek
evening begins
with a gift of opal
moonlight
Marion Clarke
beachcombers trade shells
as the tide comes in
Jonathan Alderfer
a morning glory
the hummingbird
unfolds
madeleine kavanaugh
stepping from the change room
in her prom gown
Laurie Greer
her scent
on the pillow
the morning after
Andrew Shimield
some vows
break easier than twigs
Dan Campbell
hand-calligraphed
happy new year postcard
smudge and all
Pamela Garry
hard to forget the party
and my off-tune singing
Biswajit Mishra
a blackbird tapping–
smiles and thanks me for
the seed
Melissa Dennison
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
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sewing up an open wound

on the dragon’s flank
– Tracy Davidson (LOVE)
we pop the eyes
of ripe longan
at the night market
at the encampment
tales told
about the milky way
sounds of castanets
in the trees
cooling lemonade
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
family photos
when mum and dad
were still together
unearthing
a time capsule
seeing red
doll
to the inmates of house
giving life
paying in billon
to enter an oven
at the ren faire
tyed
in this steampunk corset
my buns joust burning
damselfly lifts
its purple blade in obelisk
cooling by the moat
a damselfly in obelisk
cools its purple blade
by the moat
hot wind
a cow patty
underfoot
Love it!
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
we get high
at the festival
of elsewhere
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
the last thwack
of a cricket bat
sends the ball soaring
Well done, Tracey.
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
from a chequered blanket
we watch the last wisp of cloud
dissolve
Beautiful, Marion!
doing it again….with that last wisp of cloud dissolve
superb, marion!
friday night thunder across the catskills
when husbands rejoin wives
on bungalow beds
another one for your haibun, rob!
haibun–great suggestion wendy!
above and below the blankets
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
reading vacations
untaken into the lines
of a contrail
I’m a little late to the party this week. Thank you, Marshall, for picking my verse and for your commentary.
Thanks, also, to all those who commented. Much appreciated.
the burning flame
of a summer fling
five years on
she surrenders
her castle
to the sand crabs
your comments are well-deserved tracy.
as for your latest two: double wow,
you knocked us out of the park
Love your verse!
wonderful writing tracy…loving your ‘surrender’ one….so much!
kudos for keeping up the theme….it has become an inspiration
for me….
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
a croquet ball lands
in the loop
of a soaker hose
*
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
swinging a croquet mallet
over the unmown
lawn
*
the paths of croquet balls
through the unmowed
yard
*
f
spelling love
in the sandbox
with all the letters
flashlights
search for hurricane lamps
in the wood shed
excellent change because flashlights
are all one would see!
great observation….rob! it took me awhile to get there….to slim it down some.
de nada!
Two nouns of light and yet such a dark image!
pamela…what an interesting way to look at this verse….i’m glad it became thought provoking for you.
in the wood shed
with a flash light
looking for hurricane lamps
in the wood shed
with a flashlight
looking for hurricane lamps
last walk
the brief twinkling of stars
rolling down the tree’s bark
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
——Tracy Davidson
.
our canoe wake
ripples
the stars
takes me right there on the night water,
wonderful image in six words
flickering party lights
for a brief moment . . .
fireflies
beautiful swap of imagery
the symbolism is superb
remove mankind’s artificial constructs
and there is nature waiting, pervading
(the fireflies existed way before light bulbs!)
thanks rob for taking the time to share your astute observation…
this one definitely worth my time wendy!
ozone air
ahead of the storm
snaps with creativity
(true story—summers as a kid, catskill mountain
storms sent me scurrying to gather wood and
hammer and nails and rush inside my bungalow
just before the wind and rain to build in a
creative frenzy, usually a miniature pinball
machine complete with a pair of clothespin
flippers swiped from the communal clothesline.)
taking in
your ozone air
and storms on the way
flickering party lights
the inspiration
to make candles
two clothespins missing
white tee shirts twirling
before a catskill storm
rob,
i do believe there is a wonderful vibe of haibun ready to burst into publication….i can see its title as: ‘summer breaths from a catskill bungalow’
wow wendy i am honored by your suggestion and will use your title with your permission when i complete this new endeavor!
you got it…rob….it’s yours
cat’s toy
good as new
after falling from dad’s hammock
writing haiku
while lying on the couch
tips of the lead pencil – – –
laughing in stitches
from a joke about
her lost bikini top
woven motifs in scenes
from ‘little murders’
~power outages~
oopsy…correcting this one for summer seasonality:
writing haiku
while lying on the sand
tips of the lead pencil – – –
writing haiku
on the wicker chair
the weave left in my midriff
and:
writing haiku
on the wicker chair
the weave crisscrosses my midriff
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
campers advancing
from boondoggles
to orb webs
*
the campers
learn weaving
from a spider
*
an orb weaver
takes over
a forgotten trellis
*
Congrats Tracy, a powerful verse!
feeling the heartbeats
of the bait
in my hand
standing behind
the scarecrow
to pee
a scarecrow
with a nest
for a heart
ravens resting
in a scarecrow’s
shade
That’s some amazing rapport you have with the scarecrows! Love the one with the nest for a heart!
Thank you Laurie, I have donated hats and sunglasses to several scarecrows!
i agree with laurie, ‘nest for a heart’
is one of the best images ever dan!
RV backfires
at the wild horse auction
a butterfly
roller coasters
weave intricate
loop de loops
blue dashers
skim the surface
of a still pond
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
the first cool daubs
of sunblock
down her back
*
another sweet daub
of sunblock
on her back
*
just before the dive
a puff from the sky
removes all make-believe
pool lifeguard
takes a dip
with the stars
in the pool
raindrops and
traces of stars
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
a rainbow flag
of dripping
popsicles
pushing the puppies
in a pink stroller
at the sidewalk sale
the poodle trotting
in pink booties
at the sidewalk sale
the Puli mops
the sidewalk
at the sidewalk sale
and:
the Puli mops
the streets
at the sidewalk sale
dog and i
see our panting selves
in each other’s sunglasses
napping with
a wet towel
wrapped around my dreams
and:
napping with
a wet towel
wrapped around my daydreams
napping with
a wet towel
wrapped around my dreams
wendy c. bialek
a gem!
you are correct, rob…..if ‘napping’ takes place during the daytime…saying ‘daydreams’ would be redundant.
thank you!
writing haiku
while lying on the couch
the tip of the lead pencil –
an airliner door
falls to earth
harming no-one
cicada pings
from outer space
to inner space
sun warms the stones
of the dry river bed
shaped like fishes
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
the dog’s toy
good as new
after a deep siesta on dad’s hammock
love your verse, tracy and your imagination!
marshall…another creative gem pick!
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
(Back after some important issues.)
**
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
— Tracy Davidson
year-round
summer’s heat
comes to visit
**
turquoise waters
surveying
the coral reefs
**
oasis
reading Rilke
the book of hours
**
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
——Tracy Davidson
.
wildfire
lingers in the foothills
then moves on
.
cultivating the garden
a quartz arrowhead
appears
.
dust devil
calligraphy
awaits translation
dust devil
calligraphy
awaits translation
jonathan alderfer
excellent, so mysterious
Thanks, Rob and Wendy!
yes, i agree with rob, loving the ‘translation’ part, jonathan.
foreshadow reading
writing on the walls
the script of dust devils
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
— Tracy Davidson
bleeding heart
in Marlene’s garden
where paintings are done
pruning
the ephemeral
bleeding heart
pruning back
the ephemeral
bleeding heart
bleeding heart
in Cadence‘s garden
where paintings are done
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
tracy–so full of compassion for a creature
fresh from battle in your fantasy world.
this one is very special as is your perfect
selection marshall.
cannon-balling
off lake cliffs
shouts reverberating
high mountain camp
stars bend so close
they can be touched
I hesitate to use mountain since it was in one of the first verses I can change to another term, but the effect will change. You simply cannot experience stars that close unless you are high on a mountain. Which I have been privileged to do. There is nothing like it.
high mountain camp
stars bend so close
they can be touched
carolyn vander vegt
the stars ‘bending close’ makes
this one special, as if they want
to touch the humans who have
made the effort to get closer to them.
Thanks Rob!
a blue jay waits
for the sheets
to be hung
‘a blue jay waits…’
love this one, Nancy
Thanks, Keith. Appreciated.
why it took me three days to get it…..i don’t know….nancy
they say some of the best ones….take awhile to kick in….(a kin to dried plums)
i am lol in sticthes….now!!!!!
typo correction:
stitches
Thanks, Wendy. Glad I could make you laugh.
This is great! I love it too, Nan! :)
Congratulations Tracy on your verse.
sewing up an open sound
on the dragon’s flank
in a hammock
staring up
at the stars
.
staring up
at the sky
from the hammock
Sorry Tracy
seeing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
-Tracy Davidson
Darn autocorrect!
fan blades cool
thick veranda air
as lemonade jars sweat
Adjust-
fan blades stir
thick veranda air
lemonade jar sweats
bullfrog choruses
fall silent as
the boat slips by
amphibious invaders
making a wish
on a shooting star
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
steering the old inner tube
with two hands
and a toe
*
another go
round the pond
in a patched inner tube
*
showing up at the pool
in an inner tube
to die for
*
a tell tale hiss
from the tube as he rounds
the rocky stream
*
half out
of the old
make that second one:
another go
round the pond
in a patched up tube
sitting in the shade
reading, listening
to tree sounds
Or
sitting in the shade
reading, listening to
the sounds of trees
hot cup of coffee
after his play
in the hot sun
beach resort
her regular visit
to play shells
a vigorous
saddle soaping for
the new fielder’s glove
the first night game
ends in a
shut out
the home team’s
first pitch gets lost
in the lights
approaching tide
we embrace on
the beach
cicada’s shedded shell
on the birch branch
angelic vibrations
cicada’s shedded shell
on the beech branch
vibrating still
This is lovely, Pamela!
sirius
sweating
at orion’s feet
vegas’s light
dwarfing
the other two
vegas
puts on
her brightest smile
a beautiful verse, Tracy!
*deneb
shedding light
the meeting of vegas and altair
deneb
shedding light
on meeting of vegas and altair
deneb
sheds light
meeting of vegas and altair
grammys to the stars
sharing a triangle
of sky
I love it, Wendy! :)
Well written, Tracy, congratulations. Great choice, Marshall, enjoyed reading your thoughts on the verse.
Congratulations, Tracy!
+++
over the dune
an ocean’s smells
and sounds
Yay, Tracy! I simply love your verse, and I’m delighted Marshall selected it.
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
a rabbit hops
through a field
of red poppies
Argh, I forgot no flowers!
a colony
of rabbits hopping
to and fro
Wonderful Tracy and Marshall! Congratulations!
a blackbird tapping–
smiles and thanks me for
the seed
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
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presidential lady
fiddling with the pistol
starts the summer race
a strayed angel
plucking a rose from the hedge
flies up and away
the crowd shudders
as beasts on the carnival float
wave machetes
‘strayed angel’ is a beautiful fantasy
image, dick–love this!
(‘strayed’ makes it unique,
there’s a story in there)
Congratulations, Tracy! This is a tremendous verse. Thanks, again, Marshall, for the comments and direction.
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sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
*
sun fades the scar
to a perfect
tan line
*
a sun-faded scar
refuses
to tan
*
nursing an iced tea
through the endless
hot day
*
nursing a sun tea
through the long heat
of the day
*
Congratulations Tracy! A perfect choice. This verse is so tender and at the same time filled with such .magic and wonder. Thank-you Marshall for such a compelling insight. Enjoyed reading about the diction!
Congratulations Tracy. Evocative lines.
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
Tracy Davidson
on the sunburn
a few cucumber
slices
Beautiful! Touching! Congratulations Tracy and Marshall
sewing up an open wound
on the dragon’s flank
— Tracy Davidson
old tidings
washed ashore
the ink bleeds into the weaves