flub-a-dub in the purple west helicopter(David G. Lanoue)a bald eagle atop the sharp left turn sign(Naia)a woman knits flowers on a soldier's grave(Lawrence)her second husband wears red-framed glasses(SAT??Æ Ayaka)apple sack and a library book about gravity(Deborah P Kolodji)eternal doldrums on the Sea of Tranquility(josh wikoff)in no time a lonely cricket calls the tune(Vasile Moldovan)Don Marquis' archy cocks a snook at humans(Kathy Earsman)small business the pub owner strokes a huge belly(Origa)her best rose-covered cup dulled by dust(Sandra Simpson)all night the humpbacks speak of love(josh wikoff)a water lily opens in Kakadu(Anne Elvey)my hand on the rock no space for a shadow(Sandra Simpson)da Vinci knows of these things light shade and objects(Rhonda Poholke)by the window who sits stitching pearls onto silk?(Genevieve Osborne)in poverty's grip identity folds(Michael Roper)cherry blossom drift- here comes the poet with his hippopotamus(Lorin Ford)listening to Pink Floyd still on the hit list(Barbara A Taylor)children laugh unafraid of the past in the summer grass(Keiji Minato)a ladybug of leisure wanders upside-down(Fleur)on a city tram opening to Han Shan's distances(Lorin Ford)cold mountain range plays hidden music(Joseph Mueller)hunting truffles the sow cannot help herself(Ashley Capes)the streets are empty now rumble of a tank(Greg Rochlin)after the lightning strike a ti-tree blooms in halves(Rhonda Poholke)a divorced mother bungee jumps(Aldia)tattooed on the back of her neck a howling Jesus(David G. Lanoue)a cardboard alphabet tacked to backyard trees(Joseph Mueller)our renga booklet- the wind turns leaf after leaf and the moon reads it(Vasile Moldovan)the players rehearse on Prospero's isle(Lorin Ford)after midnight it all goes topsy-turvy(Genevieve Osborne)youtube koalas munch on pixel gum leaves(David Prater)cross-species kindness - a fireman offers his water bottle(Anne Elvey)morning meditation a crow disrupts my shadow(Graham Nunn)garden lilac unfurling at the tempo of its fragrance(Origa)our postman arrives - pitter-patter tin drum(Michael Roper)
This is the final result of Cordite's experiment in interactive renga, with Keiji Minato acting as renga master. To see how this renga came into being, check out the 1024 comments on Haikunaut Island Renga 1 and Haikunaut Island Renga 2. Haikunauts are go!







Origa san, David sensei,
Thank you for your nice renga.
It is very fresh born of new poetic play.
Just fun and enjoyable!
Congratulation of happy ending of your trial.
sakuo.
Thanks Sakuo,
Glad you enjoyed it!
I have dipped in and out of this AustralinternationoJapaneezexperiment, quizzical, enchanted and bemused.
Because I have wicked urges, I have constructed a my/edit of “Haikunaut Island Renga”
eternal doldrums
on the Sea of Tranquility
all night
the humpbacks
speak of love
my hand on the rock
no space
for a shadow
children laugh
unafraid of the past
in the summer grass
on a city tram
opening to Han Shan's
distances
cold mountain range
plays hidden music
hunting truffles
the sow
cannot help herself
the streets are empty now
rumble of a tank
after midnight
it all goes
topsy-turvy
morning meditation
a crow disrupts my shadow
our postman arrives -
pitter-patter tin drum
Looks great, thank you for posting it in full, a real pleasure to read. Very happy to have been part of it!
Ashley
Oh, Jen, it's really interesting to see another version of our renga!
Since we have all the comments left on the original pages, you can pick out your favorite ku to create your own version. Don't you think it's exciting that many different versions could be born from the same process? In on-the-spot renga (renku) all the good ku that are not chosen will be lost. I wonder how many superb ku in the history of our haikai are gone forever read only once!