The Renku Sessions: Timber Smoke – Week 29
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.
Sometimes the first impression is the best impression. Right away, this was offered as a response to the winter seasoning of our verse 28:
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
Fresh and unadorned, no quibbles about using a summer kigo, ‘hot’ in a wintery verse. I applaud here the triumph of syntax and context over semantics and literalism. I like also how the repeated “after” and “afternoon” are echoed in the side by side ‘s’ sounds of “ice skating.”
Two very different activities that follow one another naturally and make winter conditions enjoyable rather than something to brace ourselves against.
“Sipping” is so close to ‘slipping’ and i think we can all enjoy the inside joke of Nancy Brady’s difficulties in posting this link right-side up on the website and also, her good naturedly leaving them up (with her own comments).
Thanks very much, Nancy Brady.
What we require now is 2 lines, no seasoning or no particular season. It would be great if the offerings had the added kick of a foreign or ‘foreign-derived’ word in it.
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
blue dashers
skim the surface
of a still pond
Betty Shropshire
twitching of a cow’s tail
in the shade of an oak
Andrew Shimield
the endless
night of a Las
Vegas casino
Eavonka Ettinger
wyndes level snow-stacked tables
in the sea-front caff
Dick Pettit
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
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outside the rökhus
the smell of dried sill
is my mind confined to my brain?
asked the creaky door
OR:
is my mind confined to my brain?
asks the creaky door
This made me smile. ;)
So happy to hear that, Melissa!
the next generation
makes the vinarterta
(Icelandic wedding cake)
she signs I love you
from the car window
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
——-Nancy Brady
.
a stranger alights on a branch
of the family tree
.
drifts of sea foam
whipped by the wind
.
tiny whitecaps
dot the harbor waters
.
a bat finds its way home
with clicks
.
timeless watches
strangely avant-garde
scarabée dives
into poppling moonlight
rippling moonlight
beetle dives in
in the window nook
a quiet tête-à-tête
Beautiful!
Very lovely!
or maybe this is what I’m after:
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
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the enhorabuena
we pass back and forth
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
*
a big enhorabuena
as we all move ahead
*
giving the clocks
a big enhorabuena
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
*
blunting the ennui
with practical jokes galore
cold evening dilemma
ginger tea or green tea
AI programmed clocks
jump ahead tonight
how well the world
splits the difference in time
between 2:00 and 3:00
where will the hour sleep?
circadian rhythms
in the jungle tonight
Love the “between 2 and 3….”
…Me too! :) Very witty Pamela!
Thank you Madeleine and Biswajit! Sometimes it is so surprising and delightful what lands with others.
Yes, that’s quite true!
stuffed on grief bacon
they turned to splatter painting
glimpses of wind
on the edge of evergreen
full mwezi
parked on a baobab tree
hyenas howling
under a full mwezi
at the chime of midnight
he steps into a film noir
A cosy ku, Nancy—well done.
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
from a tightrope unicycle
the clown cries “Sláinte!”
Or…
from his tightrope unicycle
a clown cries “Sláinte!”
Thanks, Debbie, Dan, and Marion respectively for your kind remarks on my verse. I do appreciate them (as I do all the poets here). This haiku community is outstanding and so collaborative.
“shaken not stirred”
no longer de rigueur
Congrats Nancy, I enjoy your verses!
whispering Vaya Con Dios
to migrating geese
wife smiles when
she calls me cabron
sweet senoritas
melted my cold gringo heart
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
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his mea culpa merely
a slip of the tongue
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
steaming Darjeeling with
morning magpie on fence
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
*
a steady flood of noirs
in the little library
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
*
the joie de vivre
of dancing barefoot
deep in a cave
a smuggler’s cache
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
*
pebbles in the shoes
quote the landscape verbatim
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
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the clip-clop of pebbles
in the boot treads
Wonderful, Nancy and Marshall! Congrats!
again the faux pas
she looks up in her aunt’s etiquette book
mama says no wearing of shoes in the house
tapu
in every situation
keep it up
a day seems long
imagine a heater
ice skaters
buzzing like bees
Nani Mariani
sipping hot chocolate
after one afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
choked
blood flow is not smooth
sipping hot chocolate
after one afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
this incident
worst experience
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
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a touch of natural light
to finish the nature morte
excusez-moi, he says
post belch
veni, vidi, vici
I collapse on soft pillows
the plaster cast adds
to my annus horribilis
Oh, Tracy, I can certainly relate to your last verse :/
sipping hot chocolate
after one afternoon
from ice skating
Nancy Brady
choked
blood flow is not smooth
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
— Nancy Brady
yesterday’s daydream
the feeling of déjà vu
the feeling of déjà vu
in the supermarket isle
more poems
in torn papers
contributing just for fun now
*
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
*
Glasnost now seems
so long ago
into the abyss
of another kanpai
Maybe not everyone knows this wine, so it might be better to write
the dust on my bottle
of Chateau Chasse Spleen
the dust on my bottle
of Chasse Spleen
fatigue
looking for a bed
wagyu rib eye and dry white wine
celebrate the day
sessions of acupuncture
relieves the discomfort
another Groundhog Day
déjà vu
stuffed on grief bacon
they turned to finger painting
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
. *. *. *
wrapped up
in our hygge
never late for Hershey’s lunch
a BLT & mocha egg cream
forgive me renku god
for i have sinned
lifting myself off
the slippery rink <uchikoshi
the revised version:
never late for lunch
a BLT & mocha egg cream
Speaking of humor, Wendy, I hope you get absolution.
ronin master slowly sips a sake
pleased he’s spared the braggart
ronin master savors a sake
pleased he’s spared the braggart
old ronin savors a sake
pleased he’s spared the braggart
like fine sake
samurai mellow with age
Cakṣus floats
nude of knowledge
desert sun setting
on copper Kokopelli
his passion for film noir
fulfilled in flickering darkness
the yinyangs of sumi-e
painting figure eights
a very comforting poem nancy and marshall
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
Nice one Nancy.
afternoon sun with poetry
and hissing computer fan
Thank you, Biswajit and Rob, too. Appreciate it.
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
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skimming recipes
for Oaxacan-style mole sauce
*
skimming recipes
for mexican mole sauce
nancy, am really enjoying your three-line verse….for all the reasons already mentioned by marshall, and a link that i see, (perhaps, hidden) to the (imagined/unmentioned whipped cream atop the hot chocolate) with the snow-stacks in the previous verse.
i see a reversal of motion and states, too!
instead of the “cold” winds fiercely blowing off ‘cold’ snow…you are slowly sucking the whipped creamed topped hot drink.
thank you for this richly layered treat, nancy. much KUDOS to you!
and thank you, marshall for bringing nancy’s verse into our fabulous renku.
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
Thanks, Wendy, for your thoughtful comments on my verse. I’ll neither affirm nor deny whether I considered the whipped cream (with chocolate drizzle on top, of course). I guess that’s why you have such intriguing verses each week.
lol…i find your humour is deliciously , intoxicating, nancy
and wow!….thank you for your praising words
Wendy, thank-you once again for providing a hidden link for us to ponder and enjoy. I agree with everything you said about Nancy’s marvelous haiku…and humor! :) And she is right about your intriguing verses!
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
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the watered down lingo
of official reports
*
forgetting to water
the plants of the nature morte
*
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
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tip-toeing around
a senior siesta
This is lovely Eavonka. Although I don’t any experience with a senior living centre, I can relate to it from my childhood.
sorry about the typo:
I meant I don’t have any experience with a senior living centre.
I agree Biswajit, this is a very lovely verse. Senior living centres can be wonderful and a lovely place to visit!
Hooray! I’m so excited you selected Nan’s verse, Marshall. Like you, it was the first I read, and I thought it was perfect.
Congratulations, Nan!! ?
Thanks, Eavonka. That’s sweet of you to say.
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
*
anchoring his art
in flora and fauna
*
the sun cloaked behind mist
c’est la vie
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Renaissance herbs for a touch
of the right cuisine
Congratulations Nancy! So happy Marshall chose this wonderful and heart warming poem…our renku is that much more perfect!
Thanks, Madeleine. That’s a heartwarming thing to say. Appreciate it.
:)
‘ Welcome Nancy:)
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
in all its splendor
pummarola e mozzarella
Such a refreshing verse! Congrats and thanks Nancy and Marshall !
Congratulations, and well done, Nancy. A wonderful choice, Marshall.
Thanks, Carol and Pamela. So kind of you both. Much appreciated.
Congratulations, Nancy!
+++
a day’s précis during
the evening examen
Richard, I have always found your poems to be lovely and full of meaning!
Thanks, Madeline! I find your links to be “lovely, dark and deep,” as well, especially the link selected earlier:
a morning glory
the hummingbird
unfolds
Richard, you have made my day! I am so happy you appreciate my link. :)
Thanks, Richard…so kind of you to say.
28
wyndes level snow-stacked tables
in the sea-front caff
29
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Offers for 30
just a wee dash of cognac….
gesundheit !
arm in arm together
clair de lune
….and Danish pastries too
tak for alt
Love the hot chocolate sipping, Nancy Brady!
Thanks, SaraJane. It’s one of my hot beverages of choice.
sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
from outside the fence
back hurts just seeing
My apologies Marshall for the delay in offering my thanks in selecting my two-liner for the 22nd session. I have been away from the Rensku session for some time Once again thank you.
Biswajit Mishra
.
Congratulations Nancy–the sipping on/slipping on is brilliant! Thanks, Marshall, for the comments and selection.
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sipping on hot chocolate
after an afternoon
of ice skating
Nancy Brady
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the craquelure
of a thrift shop masterpiece
*
Thanks, Laurie, so kind of you to say. Much appreciated.
Thanks, Marshall, for selecting my verse for the renku. I truly appreciate it especially considering my issues with typos. While I know this won’t be chosen, I offer this verse.
her handmade scarf wrapped
so je ne said quois
Speaking of autocorrect and typos, it should read:
her handmade scarf wrapped
so je ne sais quois
her handmade scarf wrapped
just so je ne sais quoi
(Eventually I’ll get it right!) :(
Lol, Nancy, trying not to giggle! (I know you will… :) Beautiful haiku and alliteration, sounds wonderful when you say it aloud!