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The Renku Sessions: Salmon Run – Week 9

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Hello, renku friends. I am John Stevenson and I will be leading you in a brief, twelve verse renku before Kala Ramesh starts her session in February.

For verses that require a kigo (formal season word or phrase) we will be using The Five Hundred Essential Japanese Season Words: https://thehaikufoundation.org/omeka/items/show/821

 

Here is my short list for the ninth verse:

 

a whisper
makes its way
around the room

Sean Murphy

 

paperback books
stacked neatly
on the nightstand

Rebeca Thomas

 

wrinkled hands
making shadow puppets
on the bedroom wall

Richard Straw

 

a new bill
separating grifters
from their graft

Richard Straw

 

a childhood
shrinks to fit
matchbox cars

Laurinda Lind

 

she had almost
forgotten the pain of
childbirth

Urszula Marciniak

 

he says he likes
to talk and does
but does not listen

James Penha

 

making amerika great again
one billionaire
at a time

Michael Henry Lee

 

the doctor saying
it’s time for a
partial knee replacement

Andrew Pineo

 

the mantlepiece clock
marks the hours
oh so slowly

Pauline O’Carolan

 

cataract free
without glasses
sitting on my nose

Veronica Hosking

 

finding
grandma’s pearls
in a shoebox

Martina Matijević

 

spelunking
the closet for
my left shoe

VJ Green

 

cerulean blue
emesis bags
on the breakfast table

Pamela Garry

 

faux fur
splattered with paint
anyway

Anne Fox

 

back when a diet
depended
on self-discipline

Laurie Greer

 

the service
for a dozen
still in its box

Laurie Greer

 

a confession
the priest
would rather forget

Tracy Davidson

 

a toddler licks
the last bit of Nutella
off their plate

Abigail Friedman

 

the ache of
saddle polish
on old leather

Rachel Greve

 

the piñata
explodes with
a thwack

Orense Nicod

 

a crutch
left outside
the grotto

Margaret Anderson

 

knees
sore
from kneeling

Belinda Behne

 

grandpa’s ascites
makes him
look pregnant

wendy c. bialek

 

sweaty gym air
filled with the clank
of barbells

rob barkan

 

a dictator’s
Swiss account
stuffed with cash

scott anderson

 

the flying nun
holds on
to her cornette

madeleine kavanagh

 

What a wonderful set of options you have created this week!  And the variety of linking strategies is impressive. Some links relate to “bloated,” some to “tick” (either as a tiny bug or as a sound), some to “ear” as attention or by way of something that can be heard, some to the idea of something on someone’s head, and some to the idea of “landing.” These are not all of the links. One that I particularly like is by the sense of something disturbingly “placed.”

My selection is going to be painful, requiring that I leave many tempting options behind.

One thing this illustrates is that the simplest of images and shortest of verses can still contain broad possibilities of association.

 

Here is my choice for the ninth verse:

 

a confession
the priest
would rather forget

Tracy Davidson

 

This is one of the “ear” links. It also carries the notion of something with troubling consequences.  That the priest would rather forget suggests that he will be unable to do so.

The broad themes of religion and profession are introduced with this verse.

And this is another simple verse that offers vast associations.

 

 

Here are a few of the other verses from my short list that I would like to comment upon:

 

the piñata
explodes with
a thwack

Orense Nicod

 

The option of a more emphatic sound image is tempting. We already have a verse from Orense. This offers me a chance to say thank you to all the poets already included for continuing to participate, knowing that I will not be selecting a second verse by any one poet. The point of renku is all about playing.

 

finding
grandma’s pearls
in a shoebox

Martina Matijević

 

As someone who has witnessed the course of dementia in loved ones, I relate to the idea of discovering physical objects in sometimes bizarre locations.  That is not the only way to read this image, of course.

 

the ache of
saddle polish
on old leather

Rachel Greve

 

I just love the sheer poetry of this.

 

spelunking
the closet for
my left shoe

VJ Green

 

Also, great fun. And, surprisingly, would have been our only “first person” verse.

 

 

Here is our renku, so far:

 

Salmon Run – A Twelve Verse Renku

 

a brief rest
before the rapids
salmon run

Sally Biggar

 

crescent moon
clearing the fence

Orense Nicod

 

a ghost light
keeping the stage
alive

scott anderson

 

the echo
of slave chants

Abigail Friedman

 

snowflakes fall
on the shredded stalks
of cotton

Milan Rajkumar

 

love at first swipe
on the dating app

Laurie Greer

 

he shoplifts
her favorite perfume
for her birthday

Kristen Lindquist

 

bloated tick
on a fawn’s ear

Margaret Anderson

 

a confession
the priest
would rather forget

Tracy Davidson

 

This week we will be writing a two-line non-seasonal verse. It must not contain a kigo from our list of seasonal words and phrases. I would like to see a first person verse, with a proper noun, particularly one indicating a place.

 

Please use the submission box, below to enter up to five of your verses. Submissions will be closed at midnight, eastern US time, on Monday, January 12. My selection of a tenth verse and instructions for the eleventh verse will appear here on Thursday, January 15.

 

Looking forward to your offers!

John

 

 

 

 

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