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Walking the Wetlands

Sunday was a glorious day for a ginko (haiku walk) and the Boondall Wetlands are a truly beautiful place to let yourself sink into a haiku headspace. I will be posting more about the ginko in the next few days, along with poems from the group, but for now, here’s a few poems composed while walking the wetlands.

river mud - clk

[photograph by Cindy Keong]

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river mud
I look into
my future

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clouds pass
flashing the salt bush
back to red

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wetlands path - clk

[photograph by Cindy Keong]

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off the track
a new track
of trampled vines

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autumn wind
the kite I cannot see
whistles

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Shisan: My Aching Back (Links #3 – #4)

Response to Link #3 (the daisan):

Again, let me first thank the five poets who jumped in and offered their words for the daisan. Without you, their is no moving forward. And each of these poems offers a way forward…

In re-reading the hokku and the wakiku, I have made the decision to flip the order of the images in Lyndon’s verse. For me, this adds an even greater musicality to the poem.

So now to the daisan, the break away verse…

Ashley moves us inside the shed, where we (almost immediately?) assume the rake was stored, only to find ourselves removing a dropcloth from some old paintings. This discovery adds a richness to the image and successfully shifts us away from the earthiness of leaves and raking.

Lee-Anne moves us inside behind venetian blinds, where in the darkness, she comes to the realisation, there are many moons.

[I want to take the time to point out that while this is image works well on its own, it brings the moon into the poem one verse too soon, as Link #4 calls for an appearance (or at least the hint of an appearance) from the winter moon.]

Andy places us at lizard height on the road, with the echo of oncoming traffic rippling in our ears.

Mal, sounds a seemingly distant siren as the cold metal burns and Cindy introduces a second person to the poem, then tears the breath from our chest as words are left to hang in the crisp night air.

I tossed and turned between two of these poems, but in the end, settled on Ashley’s ‘in the shed’ for its elegant twist.

This means the call is now open for Link #4 – 2 lines winter moon. The moon is a powerful force in haiku and has been called on to do a lot of work in the first 100 years of English language haiku, so let’s leap boldly in the search for a unique take on the moon as it enters the winter sky (and our shisan).

Enjoy!

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My Aching Back: Shisan
Started: 15 May 2013 – Finished:
Written between: Matt Hetherington, Lyndon Norton, Ashley Capes

Side 1jo – preface

Link #1 (3 lines) – hokku (autumn)

my aching back
a leaf falls
from a branch

(Matt Hetherington)

Link #2 (2 lines) – wakiku (autumn)

as I put down the rake
the sky darkens

(Lyndon Norton)

Link #3 (3 lines) – daisan (non seasonal)

in the shed
removing a dropcloth
from old paintings

(Ashley Capes)

Side 2ha part one – development

Link #4 (2 lines) – winter  moon
Link #5 (3 lines) – non seasonal
Link #6 (2 lines) – non seasonal

Side 3ha part two – intensification

Link #7 (3 lines) – spring blossom
Link #8 (2 lines) – spring
Link #9 (3 lines) – non seasonal

Side 4kyu – finale

Link #10 (2 lines)- non seasonal, love verse
Link #11 (3 lines) – non seasonal, love verse
Link #12 (2 lines) – ageku (summer)

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Autumn Ginko at Boondall Wetlands

Tomorrow, I will be will be trekking around the gorgeous Boondall Wetlands with ten other haiku enthusiasts on our autumn ginko.

boondall_wetlands

If the weather stays like it is today – early 20′s and endless blue – it is going to be beautiful to be near the water in a haiku state of mind. Here’s one that I have been rolling around in my head this morning…

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autumn light
promise we’ll see
each other again

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Shisan: My Aching Back (Links #1 – #2)

Responses to Link #2, the wakiku:

What an exciting beginning! Let me extend a hand of thanks to the seven poets who took the leap and offered their words for the wakiku. It is in the offering that we build community and I look forward to being a part of this dynamic community as the poem builds. Thank you also to the readers… without you, our voice remains unheard / unread. You are a vital part of this shisan and I hope you stay with us as the poem grows.

Now, to the offerings.

There is such a diversity of images on offer, which makes the job of making a selection all the richer. From the lyrical shimmer of Mal’s ‘golden sentinels’ and John’s ‘scythe’ to the sharp brevity of Chloe’s ‘goosebumps’, the words on offer add their own dimension to the colour and ache that is at the heart of Matt’s hokku.

Lyndon (El Norto) adds a sense of time (and slaving) and places the pain inducing rake squarely in hand; Ashley adds a mystery to the falling leaf, with her fine first line ‘the message in code’ which links beautifully back to the leaf and on to the movement of the bird; Trish introduces a drunk uncle and their shadows; and Andy adds an ache to the eyes as breath leaves the chest.

Such riches to leap into… Where did I land?

For its tightness of link, I have chosen Lyndon’s ‘the sky darkens’ with one minor edit – the addition of ‘as’ at the beginning of the second line to strengthen the run on effect of the lines. This now means the call is open for link #3, the daisan.

This is where the playfulness begins, as the daisan is seen as the first big leap and functions as a break away poem in the shisan. What we are looking for is a verse that takes us in a new direction, without fracturing the spell of the poem. So dream big and leap boldly.

Happy Friday to you all,

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My Aching Back: Shisan
Started: 15 May 2013 – Finished:
Written between: Matt Hetherington, Lyndon Norton

Side 1jo – preface

Link #1 (3 lines) – hokku (autumn)

my aching back
a leaf falls
from a branch

(Matt Hetherington)

Link #2 (2 lines) – wakiku (autumn)

the sky darkens
as I put down the rake

(Lyndon Norton)

Link #3 (3 lines) – daisan (non seasonal)

Side 2ha part one – development

Link #4 (2 lines) – winter  moon
Link #5 (3 lines) – non seasonal
Link #6 (2 lines) – non seasonal

Side 3ha part two – intensification

Link #7 (3 lines) – spring blossom
Link #8 (2 lines) – spring
Link #9 (3 lines) – non seasonal

Side 4kyu – finale

Link #10 (2 lines)- non seasonal, love verse
Link #11 (3 lines) – non seasonal, love verse
Link #12 (2 lines) – ageku (summer)

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After the inventiveness and energy of the New Junicho – Between Thistles, I have decided to experiment with another form, the shisan, and open it up to anyone who wants to participate.

Here is a link to some reading on the shisan and a fine example composed by Barbara A Taylor and Vasile Moldovan.

To begin the poem (and give it its name), I have invited the soon-to-be Brisbane based Matt Hetherington to write the hokku (opening verse) and from there on in, the poem is wide open to contributions from anyone, anywhere. All you have to do is write a comment on the post with your suggested link. To make things easy to follow, I ask that everyone begins each comment with the number of the link they are writing, for example, link #2.

I will leave each link open for submission for roughly 36 hours before making a selection and adding it to the poem. Once a link has been added, you can then begin posting suggestions for the next link.

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So with Matt’s poem burning in the hokku position, the call is now open for link #2, the wakiku. The role of the wakiku, otherwise known as the flanking verse, is to closely support and amplify the hokku. It may examine the wider backdrop against which the action of the hokku is set, or focus in on a particular detail so as to provide further depth and tangibility.

I am already looking forward to reading your suggestions, so now… it’s over to you.

Leap boldly!

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zen garden buddha

zen garden
a wasp flies out
of Buddha’s nose

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World Haiku Anthology: A Vast Sky

On Friday night I received news that two of my haiku will be published in the new World Haiku Anthology: A Vast Sky. This follows acceptances in nothing in the window (Red Moon Anthology of English Language Haiku 2012) and Haiku in English: The First Hundred Years, making the past 6-months very successful.

Now, the only way to celebrate is with a new haiku (part vii in the Toddle series)…

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my son’s voice
breaking the spine
of his book

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Toddle (part vi)

the afternoon like a fragment
pollen colours the air
in every nose

you grab at mum’s skirt
bare your teeth and beg
for milk

the wind is sweet and rank
always is
the sky a hoarse throat reciting

there is silence after
the hunger in both
your bodies fold

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Toddle (part v)

You wake in the hour
before dawn, singing a route
through to our autumn room
where we swim
in a humid lake of sleep

each note, more famished
than the last, quickens
my pulse as I kick
from sleep’s shore to reach
you in the tidal dark.

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Toddle (part iv)

He toddles slowly up the back path
eyeing off the shade of the mulberry tree
where leaves have been raked
into boy-sized  mounds:

ageless and dreaming he throws
himself into the litter
whoops and kicks his legs
lusty and loud as any turkey.

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Toddle (part iii)

Once I could tell you what lasts:
stone, the pull and suck of tides
the countless acres of sky.

Now I am less certain.

Things do not stay
where they are put. The days spin
and burn out like stars.

What lasts?

I turn as the sun goes down
toward eyes that shine like small moons
and to all love’s senses I am woken.

There is nothing simpler, nothing more lasting than this.

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