The Renku Sessions: Way of the Wind – Week 8
I am John Stevenson and I will be your guide for a twenty-stanza, nijûin, renku.
You may be one of the best groups that I’ve worked with when it comes to the love verses. Sometimes people are shy about this. But you have offered a great variety of approaches to the theme. Of course, I have to reduce your offers to just one. But at least we can look forward to revisiting love in verses 13 and 14. Looks like you’ll be ready!
In Japanese renku we often realize that there is none of the shame about functions of the human body that characterizes many western cultures. So, I’m glad to see some of you cut loose a little bit. After all, this is the “anything goes” section of the renku (ha).
her DNA
all over his
bong
Michael Henry Lee
they say
bananas played a part
in her oral skills
Lorin Ford
hubby doesn’t blink
when I ask for a lick
of his gelati
Marietta McGregor
the spice
of our kissing after
a shot of chai
Ellen Compton
Many of your verses linked to the idea of tasting something:
cuddling in bed
we sip
our café-du-laits
Marilyn Potter
feeding each other
the last
piece of cake
Debbie Feller
my love tastes
of honey
and desire
Pauline O’Carolan
The tastes were not always pleasant ones.
separation
is the bitterest pill
to swallow
Carol Jones
And sometimes the taste was figurative in nature.
our dry wit
keeping us slap happy
since the moment we met
Laurie Greer
Since this verse needs to reflect a progression in time, and the prior verse reflected a married couple who seemingly have come to know each other well, we appreciated verses offering a long perspective.
after fifty years
you are still
my boyfriend
Angiola Inglese
still smiling
at some
of my jokes
Keith Evetts
you still ‘get’
the real me
between my words
Carole Harrison
While I very much enjoyed these and many others, my final choice comes down to two verses.
no-fault divorce
papers signed
with a flourish
Betty Shropshire
Clearly this is progress. If there was a marriage in verse six, there is the end of a marriage in this verse. It is the flourish that makes it so attractive. I imagine that flourish expressed not only in the penmanship of the signatory but in a broad gesture of the hand, into the air. As if to say, “Done!” And with as much ease as one might shoo away a mosquito or any other pesky insect. (A technical note. If selected, I would want a slight alteration in this verse to avoid the sense of a break after line one. “Divorce papers” can be a unit, rather than the divorce and the papers involved reading as separate entities.)
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the road
Wendy C. Bialek
Here is also a comment upon a long relationship. There are two links. One involves the speaker, being drawn to him, linking to mosquitoes being drawn to her (and “drawing blood”). The other is the bumps that are a consequence of a mosquito bite. The suggestion seems to be that the bumps encountered in a long relationship (we can easily think it a long marriage) are of no greater consequence than the bug bites we are likely to get in enjoying nature. (I would also make a small alteration in this verse, to soften the connection of “road” to “street” in verse four and “way” in the hokku/title.)
Here is what I have selected as our seventh verse:
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
Here is what we have, so far:
Way of the Wind
green barley—
we follow the way
of the wind
Lorin Ford
kids playing pooh sticks
with plum blossoms
Linda Weir
the long day opens
with a chime of pots
on the kitchen island
Laurie Greer
a coin in the cap
of a street busker
Andrew Shimield
summer moon
low on the hips
of the horizon
princess k
mosquitoes know that my wife
has sweeter blood
Dan Campbell
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
We are now beginning a sequence of three non-seasonal verses. So, no kigo should be included and no images that have their own places in a renku – no moon, no love, no blossoms. These verses should focus on broadening the topic areas with subject matter not previously touched upon.
The requirements for verse eight will be as follows:
- A two-line verse of fourteen syllables or less
- With no seasonal image (no kigo)
- Without a grammatical break
- Linking in some way to verse seven (and in no obvious way to previous verses)
For this renku, we will be using this site (http://www.2hweb.net/haikai/renku/500ESWd.html) as the source for our season words and images. We should also check it when writing non-seasonal verses in order to be sure we have not used a kigo without intending to.
I will be reviewing your offers until midnight on Monday, June 21 (New York time). On Thursday, June 24 there will be a new post in which I will announce my selection of the eighth verse, comment on some of the other offers, and issue instructions for writing verse nine.
Thank you, everyone,
John
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still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
in his wallet
there is a photo of me as a teenager
Nani Mariani
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
fight after fight
make it stickier
Nani Mariani
Congratulations dear Wendy❤️❤️
Well done, Wendy– what a great verse!
marion
(unfortunately I keep missing the deadline!)
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
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someone once said
it takes a train to cry
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
fishing for
escaped words
6/21/2021 by wendy © bialek
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
dumpster divers come
up with the best deals
6/21/2021 by wendy © bialek
queuing up to enter
the Escher exhibit
magnetic eyelashes
selling out fast
congrats, Wendy!
beads of rain
glistening on a wire
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 6/21/21
thanks, michelle
after putting his son to sleep
writing his homework
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drawing water from well
with gaps in buckets
**
empty coat stand
carrying her husband’s memory
***
stubborn cobwebs
on her table full of books
cow herd clogging
La Libertad highway
*
Monterey mermaid
knitting a seaweed sweater
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
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worldwide the Covid graphs
rise and rise
Congrats Wendy! With John’s edit, this verse reminds me of the Johnny Cash song “I Walk the Line”.
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still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
.
Wendy C. Bialek
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belly laugh
it almost rhymes with giraffe
.
he tries to get into her drawers
the burning giraffe
.
always on the ‘net
the giraffe
.
craning to see santa claus
the giraffe
.
where north meets south
the giraffe
.
a weather forecaster ‘til he’s blue in the tongue
the giraffe
.
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thanks, pk…
yes, i can see that, jc reference.
from the old swing
again comes paint smell
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the last picnic before the covid
exhibited in a special frame
officially making it
a national holiday
Library of Congress’
virtual reality shows
– Betty Shropshire
Congratulations Wendy!
unappreciated caricature
thrown in the trash
thank you, debbie
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
*
another bounced cheque
in today’s mail
*
but why did he get off
at Charing Cross?
*
the bliss of complete silence
at the end of the day
~~~
Congraulations, Wendy!
…
Verse 1:
…
reality television
is car-crash TV
…
Verse 2:
…
Harry and Meghan
are nothing but a car crash
…
Verse 3:
…
do atoms collide
with a bang or a whimper?
…
Verse 4:
…
pencilling in
a doctor’s appointment
…
Verse 5:
…
riding the dodgems
at carnival’s end
thanks pauline
nice going, Wendy .. ☺
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still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
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a bike retrofitted
with shock absorbers
thanks, maxianne
between sky and sea
the colors of the freight train parade
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on the coastal road
wrong accents of the navigator
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on my terrace
a vase full of white stones
Excellent ! Congratulations Wendy!
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy Bialek
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at every back out reviving
that good old ghost story
.
Gilligan’s island reruns
dissolving salt on our tongue
.
pooling our spare change
for an authentic hotel bed shake
.
Oups typo! Should read as follow:
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at every blackout reviving
that good old ghost story
.
thanks, sandra
lol! from the bed shake!
just imagine Ghost Army’s
trompe l’oeil skillsets!
– Betty Shropshire
actors told
to stick to the script
Maybe not, ‘pooh sticks’
her graffiti tag
is shapeshifter MA
.
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
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once upon a time
those spaghetti westerns
or, better:
once upon a time
that spaghetti western
.
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
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did cubists like Picasso
deconstruct myths?
– Betty Shropshire
– Betty Shropshire
Sorry about the extra signature!
Good selection! Congrats to you Wendy! Here are my contributions. I see that I’ve stuck closer to the previous verse than most of the ones posted so far. No matter. I always enjoy and learn from the selection.
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
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frilly apron strings
tied around his waist
.
after fifty years
we slurp our tea the same
.
still can’t call his mom
Mom
.
his pinch on her bottom
gentler now
.
thanks, peggy!
finally suspending
@realDonaldTrump
Congratulations Wendy and thank you John!
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banjos enjoy getting winks
and thumbs up at airports
thanks, dan. happy strumming!
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
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what to do
with all the iron filings
*
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
the corduroy trousers
of a gardening poet
thanks john for all your wonderful comments and lessons.
so much fun….with your now, undivided participation and appreciation of
this marvelous group of writers.
honoured to have a verse in the way of the wind renku.
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
zigs and zags
of a white washed fence
6/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
dining-room hutch
looses a tooth
6/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
a winning bingo
number is called
6/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
children cut corners
cropping coupons
6/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
changes:
zigs and zags
of a picket fence
6/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
dining-room hutch
loses a tooth
6/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
families cut corners
cropping coupons
6/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
oh! i’m thinking now that ‘tooth’ may be looked at as a body part, (‘hip’…in verse 5….and then…. could be problematic…..
dining-room hutch
loses a tooth
6/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
so would you nix this one and i will replace it later….john?
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
elbows touch in greeting
at the summit
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
.
Wendy C. Bialek
.
a few strokes in charcoal
and the portrait’s done
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
*
reading back and forth
from the bilingual collection
*
charting the plots
of the devilishly complex whodunit
*
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
•
apropos of
“A Confederacy of Dunces”
– Betty Shropshire
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
*
anxiety relieved
by popping bubble-wrap
+
the Nazca lines
only seen from the air
revision:
the Nazca formations
only seen from the air
*
we already have ‘line’
in the previous verse
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
*
questions from all sides
at the family reunion
*
the train now delayed
for all the wrong reasons
*
pulling curtains across
to start the cremation
*
the baseball bat
not used for baseball
*
an empty frame
now ready to be filled
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
flags unfurled nationwide
to celebrate a new holiday
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
even as we argue
the beach erodes
Or perhaps better to avoid beaches/ bodies of water
even as we argue
new planets are born
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
why oh why claim cybercrime
to be fake news?
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
sumi-e cliffs inked
with a shaky hand
sumi-e cliffs inked
with a wobbly brush
cage free chickens must
drive themselves to market
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hammering plowshares
into AK Forty Sevens
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snorting up some fat ones
with a hundred dollar bill
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Hemingway insisted he
would only need a sentence
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a moving electric charge
where magnetism acts
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
who’d think that magnet fishing
I’d catch a steel-toed boot
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
she throws the compass overboard
for always pointing north
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
a record lake trout scooped
in the landing net
the string of stings
in my jellyfish life
John: please delete my last two (lake trout and jellyfish) as I have just recalled your stricture in V6 that ” At some later point, we may want a bird, fish, reptile or mammal but not in the next couple of verses.”
Sorry. I’ll think of some others.
Glad to see you thinking about these things!
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
.
his sketches find
a place on the wall
talk of ending
the senate filibuster
Congratulations, Wendy! I think this isn’t the first time you’ve contributed a noteworthy love verse. And thank you, John, as always for your great comments, insight, and selections.
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still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
*
landing in the drunk tank
after failing the walk-and-turn
thanks, laurie….your kind words and thoughtful memory are quite soothing and touching!
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
Wendy C. Bialek
cloud shadows move along
the boxcar’s corrugated roof
one glob of ink
cockles the paper
Nice choice, John.
Congratulation, Wendy. Haven’t lost your way, after all. Well done 🙂
thanks for the kind, encouraging words, carol
still drawn to him
after all the bumps
along the line
– Wendy C. Bialek
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whiskey neat sloshing
on crumpled pages
– Betty Shropshire
slight edit:
whiskey neat sloshing
onto crumpled pages
– Betty Shropshire