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Renga to Return

Here is the finished poem.

I am very grateful to those who have contributed their own words. Their sites, all of which I can recommend, are hyperlinked below.

10 lines are mine – the first and final tankas.

Eyes down for stray coins
Or lonesome tweets. So what, if
Dull skies lack twitter?

Where are the swifts blown? Summer’s
On hold till they’re back on course.

Of course, coins enrich,
as much as the swift’s sweet song,
while tweets leave minds dull.

Autumn, elevate my thoughts
on gentle, warming updrafts.                                     theceaselessreaderwrites

Random thoughts sail away
thinking of winter’s cold breath,
for a time to come.

Summer’s warmth will carry us
through the snow, and biting winds!                         Alex

or perhaps stardust–
sparks lingering, seasonless
and filled with wishes come true                                memadtwo

But now with winds low
Bathed in a silver moonlight
I dream of fortune.

Coins tossed in a sacred well
To protect the innocent.                                              Christine Valentor

The seasons return,
Untainted by human hand,
Playgrounds for fresh thoughts.

Look – old nests new tenanted –
And above, tweets and cartwheels.

 

 

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Every so often – well, once in a blue moon! – I start off a poem in the hope that others will join in and the whole thing turns out to be somehow greater than the sum of its parts …

Each contribution is a tanka, a Japanese stanza form comprising 5 lines with a suggested syllable count of 5-7-5  7-7. My opening tanka follows this pattern but, hey, what’s a syllable more or less between friends?

Please feel free to take the poem in any direction you want, provided there’s some sort of content link – however tenuous! – with the last two lines of the previous tanka.

To keep things tidy I’ll try and keep the poem updated with new contributions, although please check comments below for more recent additions. I’ll round things off when the time seems right and publish the finished poem, including hyperlinks to my fellow contributors’ sites.

The poem so far:

Eyes down for stray coins
Or lonesome tweets. So what, if
Dull skies lack twitter?

Where are the swifts blown? Summer’s
On hold till they’re back on course.

Of course, coins enrich,
as much as the swift’s sweet song,
while tweets leave minds dull.

Autumn, elevate my thoughts
on gentle, warming updrafts.                                     theceaselessreaderwrites

Random thoughts sail away
thinking of winter’s cold breath,
for a time to come.

Summer’s warmth will carry us
through the snow, and biting winds!                         Alex

or perhaps stardust–
sparks lingering, seasonless
and filled with wishes come true                                memadtwo

But now with winds low
Bathed in a silver moonlight
I dream of fortune.

Coins tossed in a sacred well
To protect the innocent.                                              Christine Valentor

A Renga For Alice

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Here is the finished shared poem whose first three lines are my adaptation of a Lewis Carroll quotation. The final five lines and the title are also mine.

I am very grateful to my fellow contributors whose names follow their words below. Click on each to view their thoughtful and interesting sites, well worth a visit!

Hanging By A Thread

Each life bears upon
Or else ought to bear upon
The lives of others

Symbiosis of the web
A spider spins intricate

In shoots of fine silk
Like the pearl net of Indra
Interconnected                                                                 Christine Valentor

Connections breed fair patterns
Of symmetry and fractals

All bound together
Universal complexities
Nature can breed life                                                        dave ply

Sun, moon and seas sing in tune
A chorus to greet each dawn

Falling on the earth
Within white flesh, five ripe seeds
The fragrant orchard                                                         cathum

Arachne weaves worldwide webs
Eight wise fingers feel the pulse

High wire artist
Show how to nurture nature
Help us spin it out

 

Web of Life

I’m inviting contributions to another shared poem.

The Lewis Carroll biography has been a blast, all 600 pages of it! You certainly don’t need to share his religious beliefs to appreciate his generous, rational and inclusive philosophy of life.

Good deeds, he suggests, transcend any particular religious affiliation. Good includes ‘all that is brave, and manly, and true in human nature’ and ‘a man may honour these qualities, even though he own to no religious beliefs whatever’.  This kind of good that transcends religion, he calls ‘reverence’.

His language may sound a little quaint to modern ears but his message is crystal clear. He was a born communicator who cherished the innocence of childhood. He loved the natural world and campaigned against all forms of cruelty, including animal experiments. He would surely embrace the ecological movement with its powerful scientific understanding of – and deep reverence for – the connections between all living things.

Now it hardly matters whether all this came about by divine intention or just glorious happenstance if we can all agree that life is sacred. And as the creator of the Alice books believed, we live in a fabulous wonderland whose mysteries we are only just beginning to unravel:

A truth … is becoming more and more clear to me as life passes away – that God’s purpose, in this wonderfully complex life of ours, is mutual interaction all round. Every life … bears upon, or ought to bear upon, the lives of others. (LC)

                                                                   Image: thedogmuseum.com

Using this idea as a starting point, in tribute to Lewis Carroll, I would like to invite contributions to another renga. Below is the poem so far …

A renga is a shared poem which begins with a haiku (an unrhymed poem of 5-7-5 syllables) to which are added 2 more lines (each one 7 syllables) to form a tanka (an unrhymed poem of 5-7-5-7-7 syllables). Another haiku then starts the process again.

So each new contributor adds 5 lines, converting the previous haiku to a tanka and then writing a new haiku for someone else to convert. This continues until I decide to bring the poem to a close by completing the final tanka and adding a concluding haiku. The finished poem will then be published with my co-authors credited.

 

Each life bears upon
Or else ought to bear upon
The lives of others

Symbiosis of the web
A spider spins intricate

In shoots of fine silk
Like the pearl net of Indra
Interconnected

Connections breed fair patterns
Of symmetry and fractals

All bound together
Universal complexities
Nature can breed life

Sun, moon and seas sing in tune
A chorus to greet each dawn

Falling on the earth
Within white flesh, five ripe seeds
The fragrant orchard