The Renku Sessions: Timber Smoke – Week 3
Greetings and welcome to The Haiku Foundation’s current Renku Session entitled, ‘Timber Smoke’. I am Marshall Hryciuk of Toronto, Canada and will be leading this session through a 36-link kasen renku.
For verse 3 i’m taking
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
I very much enjoyed the reversal from verse to verse that this link performed: going from a singular being (a man) interacting with multiples of another kind of being (plums) to a multiple (of cars) interacting, in a much less pleasurable way with a singular item; the tractor.
No spectacular language but the verse effectively connotes the frustration of the car drivers. Another pleasing aspect is that it takes us from looking down to an immediate thing to looking up the mountain from a broader perspective.
On top of that, we’ve gone from scent to touch to sight as primary senses within three verses.
“Tractor” may be seen as a summer and maybe a spring or autumn indicator, but i have seen farm equipment being moved on a main road in winter, and if it were in winter imagine the increase in irritation for the car drivers at the tractor’s slow movement being so unpredictable. But we don’t have to worry about winter now; we’re moving to autumn for the next two links and having had a farm accessory there can be no harvesting nor fruits in these 2 links.
“(M)ountain” also means that for the moon verse in verse 5 there won’t be a repeat of looking up (into the sky). But there are other autumnal aspects to focus on such as back-to-school, the turning of the leaves and Halloween for instance.
This verse keeps the renku running smoothly, too, so thanks for that Keith.
And what we need now is 2 lines, autumn; still with reserved language and no violent actions, but with lots of activities and events to play with.
Happy linking
Marshall
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blueberries ripen
amongst blood red leaves
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on a mountain road
Indian bummer still
home from home in our camper
straw bales dot the field
as for cable laying
water creeps down the arroyo :
moonlight, yet safe to cross ?
Whoops ! Should be ‘Summer’, not ‘bummer’
bright yellow piles of leaves
kicked up with eager feet
jack-o-lantern faces flicker
while ghosts and goblins scurry
bobbing for apples at pumpkin
patch my nose full of water
surprised by the broom
a leaf somersaults
leaves crackling in midday sun
grandfather rocking his chair
wind summoning leaves
to commune with earth
driving into the valley
past ripe vineyards
wind color
in the rustle of leaves
autumn beach
enough space in the car park
a flock of golden-plovers
alights on a fallow field
harbor whitecaps rime
the deck in early morning
he wears his brother’s
outgrown costume
it seems like overnight
that the leaves began to fall
facing a roomful
of shiny new shoes
even my foam pumpkins
smile toothlessly
*
summer’s flower petals
are slowly brown-tipped
*
my summer personality
turns witchy-woman in autumn
emerging from the pack
as the spelling bee victor
completing my Halloween
costume with cat whiskers
Revision
pumpkins piled against gray
fence glow in golden light
pumpkins piled against gray fence
glow in evening light
field mice in and out
of the scarecrow’s jacket
digging up potatoes
for our evening meal
removing leaves from her hair
with a toothless comb
under the brim
of my big straw hat
*
the scarecrow’s left hanging
in the field
*
fresh initials inked onto
desks as teachers call roll
– Betty Shropshire
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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trying not to seem scared
on the first day of school
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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stags bay in mist
by the telephone poles
a punt full of leaves
creaks on its tether
the kestrel’s first flight
downhill all the way
this year’s class teacher
is a stick-in-the-mud
home run
last pitch of the season
autopsy
on the tip of our tongues
at the Halloween bash
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
rhut rhut as the Brent Geese
land on the eel grass
Brent Geese arrive in Ireland in the Autumn
three tiny teddies
in her new school pencil case
Great writing, Alfred and Keith. Grateful once again for Marshall’s guidance.
noisy crow
raccoon finally tips the pail
billowing leaves retake the railbed
vanishing caboose
burrowed tortoise pissed
at groundbreaking ceremony
dead crocus push through carpet of red
october graveyard
revisions, hopefully for the better:
billowing leaves reclaim the railbed
from an afternoon freight
dead crocus emerge
in front of a haunted house
billowing leaves reclaim the railbed
from a passing freight
week-enders crowding the beach
in the unseasonable warmth
before class the primary teacher practices
how to pronounce the student list
the butterfly girl we sent to school
returns as a Venus fly trap
Thanks for the nice comments on the daisan.
Just to recall Marshall’s opening comment “I’d like maintain this renku as a global outreach including the southern hemisphere as well, so that, e.g., indicating winter by Christmas references or spring by those of Easter will not be accepted” and to note that in the Rest-of-World Labour Day is 1 May, but for anti-communist motives the USA chose September…
traces of turbulence
behind a moulting swan
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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hup hup hup hup
the marching band takes the field
editing our fallen leaves
both the said and unsaid
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts (Bravo! Brought back many lovely memories of my Quebec rural years).
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his first mascara
almost Halloween
*
picking up the mail
with a beret and « bonjour »
*
slowly infusing her cubicle
the return of pumpkin chai latte
*
a rainbow of rain boots
ready for puddles
*
despite arthritis
she weights each squash
*
drawn out notes from deer
echo in the new coolness
– Betty Shropshire
hi Betty
A diamond in the rough here —
I hope you would accept an alteration to: drawn out deer notes
echo in the coolness
Very nice -Marshall
Just saw your note, Marshall. Yes, please as that works nicely.
rhe haunting hoot of owls
shattering the chilly night
whispering Vaya con Dios
to our feathered friends
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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local candidates gearing up
for the coming elections
*
there to help the steady stream
of Labor Day shoppers
*
soup from the thermos
dribbles down her chin
Hello Marshall Hryciuk! Hello everybody!
Congratulations, Keith!
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a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
-Keith Evetts
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Kans grass whitens
the susurrus of wind
***
saying goodbye at school-gate
I straighten his tie
a massasuaga
made sluggish by the chill
big enough for long trousers
this school year
the squeal of a rabbit
almost full grown
soup from the thermos
running down her chin
twirling red leaves
singe hot spring
leaves drift slowly down
horses drowse in golden light
a turtle tunnels
beneath soft earth
last hurrah turtle tunneling
beneath the soft earth
curled orange leaves skitter
down a street where Lovecraft dreamed
listening to the crisp crunch
of father’s footsteps through leaves
rows of toothless kids
returning to school
*
ode to a jack-o-lantern
due by next week
*
hard to speak truth
when you’re missing teeth
*
hard to whistle
when you’re all lit up
*
hard to keep this smile
when you’re being smashed
autumn breezes
chase at the heels of summer
wondering as leaves fall
if she’ll survive dementia
salmon upstream
slide into silence
– Betty Shropshire
Nice, Betty. I like the openness of slide.
Thanks, Carol! 🙂
Congrats Keith!
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
crisp air fills the lungs
as the first frost arrives
celebrating life–
Indigenous Peoples Day
7th graders return
laden with conkers
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
leaves for a cushion in front
of the scarecrow’s bare bones
feeding acorns
to a happy hog
following a rattlesnake
on a leaf-covered hiking trail
brushing away leaves
from her tombstone
remember running through
the piles of leaves
covering the roses
to ward off night chill
third trimester
everyone feels the bump
screech of bamboo
against the panes
a plastic rattlesnake
in her hallowe’en hair
a Muscovy duck
waddles through leaves
enjoying final days
of lingering summer
the new student’s name
calligraphed on a leaf
*
even the scarecrow’s maker
arrested for trespassing
wild morning glories
tie up our mailbox
*
singing to myself
a john deere letter
https://www.harmonpublishing.com/jan/music/library/john-deere-letter
turning up the thermostat
to fend off night chills
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
—Keith Evetts
on zoom with audio on
and out-of-sync
new harmonies
on zoom with audio on
and out-of-sync
strange harmonies
singing on zoom
audio on and off-sync
new harmonies
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
—Keith Evetts
blooming wildflowers
in dry rock
farm to forest
blooming sedum
amidst dry rock
farm to forest
school info and schedules
fill the front of the fridge
one loose thread
the scarecrow comes undone
the pile of leaves
scattered once more
silhouettes of dancers
revel around the bonfire
lighting candles for the dead
on All Saints Day
double dutch slaps
on the playground
***
dodge ball hitting
below the belt
***
red rover red rover
through tight fists
thanking an acorn
for its future shade
******
refugee brothers
waving to migrating geese
*********
nature’s
kaleidoscope
******
chimney smoke
swirling in the wind
*****
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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growing up as her sister
in a hand-me-down gym suit
*
BFFs turned twins
in new school uniforms
*
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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the honking of geese
in a clear sky
remembering to write
our names in Book of the Dead
dew hangs from a spider’s web
fiery rosehips ripen
tarring the leaky roof
on Labor Day
leaves turned into the soil
for next year’s garden
tiger swallow tail swirling
in and out of the mist
Wonderful , Keith!
preschool uniforms required
without any XS sizes available
Correction:
raking colorful piles
of leaves for composting
raking colorful pils
of leaves for composting
Congrats, Keith, for that verse.
the scratching
of pencils on goldenrod tablets
sharpened pencils writing
about summer vacations
the rustling of leaves
under a Jake’s wire range
a black cat weaves
through the pumpkin patch
the school bus’s air brakes
hiss at each stop
Correction:
the rustling of leaves
under the rake’s wire tangs
Ooh, I love the hiss one, Nan.
children roll out
in new sweaters
the taste of my suncrisp
mingles with the morning mist
children roll out in sweaters
welcome back to school
Nicely done Keith, an inspiring hokku!
newly painted school bus
children bouncing off its steps
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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he must apologise for the delay
he says in perfect English
*
don’t worry about Risotto with pumpkin
it’s still al dente
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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up to our ankles
in fallen leaves
*
turning up the volume
to hear “Golden Years”
Well done, Keith.
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
a big handful of candy
for the littlest witch
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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waving goodbye to her son
in the rearview mirror
*
the bumper sporting
a new varsity sticker
*
a pregnant jack-o’-lantern
in plain sight
a pregnant jack-o’-lantern
the bare view
pregnant jack-o’-lantern
two internal flames
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
pumpkin muffins
slathered in Irish butter
the driver reeking
of whiskey and witch hazel
a locker combo
of 36-24-36
a lab partner
to die for
sent home for wearing
a SId Viscious tee shirt
Very nice, Keith!!! 😀
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tossing coins at plates
to win a candied apple
*
the school bell rings
time to sit down
*
handing out treats
to witches, ghosts, and goblins
*
eating kettle corn
with my grandparents
*
toccata and fugue in d minor
bellows out of the organ pipes
*
black cat
purring up a storm
*
children laughing
through the corn maze
*
Thank you,
Diana
(for the fun of it):
the tinkle of rivulets
after cool rain
the wind after hours
redistributes the leaf piles
all the math we’ve forgotten
by Michaelmas term
a detachment of leaves
falls in the trenches
last of the marigolds
in a whitewashed tire
broken down leaves
condition the soil
last of the corn stalks
woven into dollies
bears fattened up
after the salmon run
***
ethereal shapes
of wolves in fog
***
the bathroom now home
to huge spiders
***
storm drains clogged
with fallen leaves
***
the song of a leaf blower
chimes with the crows
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
– Keith Evetts
yet another perspective shot
of golden straw bales
the barista’s showy swirls
in my pumpkin spice drink
partnering with my other
half on Autumn Equinox
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road – Keith Evetts 🙂 Congratulations, Keith.
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the scarecrow set up
in a crop circle
.
or:
.
the burning man set up
in a crop circle
🙂 Congratulations, Keith.
Thank you, Ma’am, twice over!
with plastic broom in hand
trick or treating with my son
a stiff wind blows the granite
bare of fallen leaves
a little past a familiar rock
a snake takes refuge
watching my mother-in-law
ride away on her broom
LOL!
Hahaha Dan!
Thanks for the chuckle, Dan.
fallen maple leaves
and golden sidewalks
carving snaggleteeth
in a fresh picked pumpkin
finishing math homework
in the last sunny warmth
I enjoyed your poem Keith!
does a leaf also feel grief
over a life so brief
tripping over pumpkins
on a foggy morning
the scarecrow not scaring
bloody scavengers
catching dragonflies
for the witch’s cauldron
wearing new clothes
for the fist day of school
taste testing
the colours of candy corn
gathering mulberry leaves
in hand-woven baskets
pre-k teacher plants
stars on ruled paper
another version:
a pre-k teacher is planting stars
on ruled paper
a calliope drones
at the edge of town
Keith . . . another great verse! Well done!
schoolchildren taking selfies
photobombed by a honking goose
– Betty Shropshire
the ram’s horn
blasts from the past
Congrats, Keith.
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
…Keith Evetts
the jack-o’lantern’s teeth
between marigold cheeks
***
how can a french horn
make leaves fall
***
kids jumping up and down
to trick or treat
***
the price of gold
falling with the leaves
***
giving thanks
we are not turkeys
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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the drive-in still open
as leaves colorize the film
*
the lacrosse team returns
with a win under its belt
*
whoops–lacrosse is a spring sport!
revision:
*
the football team returns
with a win under its belt
*
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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**
All Saint’s Day
for too many lost souls
Would the mention of anything made of wood or tree related eg, besom broom, be too close to the hokku at this stage of the verse?
These days a broom is likely to be made of plastic. But good point on wood.
We take a lot of time preparing our verses, its good to know if we’re near the ball park.
Thanks Laurie.
“These days a broom is likely to be made of plastic.” – Laurie
Really? Well, I have always had straw brooms (nothing like them for getting into corners, inside or out). But then, I have been accused of taking midnight flights around the neighbourhood on it. My younger neighbours use those noisy blower things.
Yes, too soon after,”Timber”
Well, that’s the end of “chopsticks” then, since bamboo is a type of wood. We’d have to write “plastic chopsticks”.
“Well that’s the end of “chopsticks” then.
Bamboo is a type of grass, so I would think you’d be ok, with the chopsticks, Lorin.
Thank you.
correction:
suspenders and a hard hat
completes her costume
sorry…last correction on this one. i promise!!
suspenders and a hard hat
complete her costume
Kuebiko’s acetylene gas lamps
make the rice sparrows blue
suspenders and a hard hat
completes her custom
falling for her new backpack
at attention
playing air guitar
as the last straw is mowed down
Congratulations, Keith, your verse made me smile. I drive tractors on the road with an implement or a trailer. I often find myself raising a particular finger as a passing gesture if anyone overtakes and overly blasts the car horn.
Lovely verse.
Thanks, Carol. I felt a little speed would mark a daisanly departure from v1 and v2, and thought of us all lining up to get a ‘turn’ at the route… 😉
A good line of thought, there, Keith 🙂
😁
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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borrowing the witch’s broom
to sweep the landing
a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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mom reserves movie-size
M&M’s from a treat bag
Good going, Keith! And thanks, Marshall, for the commentary.
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a file of cars
overtaking a tractor
on the mountain road
Keith Evetts
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fashioning the witch’s hat
from a traffic cone
Many thanks, Marshall: honoured to be chosen for the daisan.
Thanks also for your slight but significant revision too: “overtaking” puts it in the present imperfect continuous, and in addition gets round the grammatical discomfort caused by “file” being singular and “cars” being plural. An improvement.
Onwards we go…
Thanks for pointing out my change, Keith. When i wrote it out in longhand, i just spontaneously changed it to the imperfect participle; but most usually attempt, at the least, to garner the poet’s assent before changing their verse. Good as she goes, though. Thanks again -MH
great job Keith!
nice and diversified pick for our daisan, Marshall.