I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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4 May 2017

Paulownia Trees

A tan renga for Carpe Diem: the initial haiku is supplied (in this case it is by Nozawa Boncho); we are invited to add two lines.  This one was interesting for me, as I have some old history with paulownia. Here are my two efforts:


from the paulownia
without a breath of wind--
falling leaves

remember that house
where they used to grow?

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from the paulownia
without a breath of wind--
falling leaves

so many years ago 
we planted those trees

11 comments:

  1. I'd love to see this expanded upon in, say, a series. There's a story in there with those paulownia trees. Nicely done!

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    1. Yes, in a way. I'd better follow Lolly's suggestion and write the story!

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  3. There's a gentle nostalgia that draws me in, Rosemary.

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  4. Lots of memories and little things matter a lot, in such situations

    Hank

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  5. Ah yes, luv them both

    much love...

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  6. Oh we both tied this to memories... love how you left the story out..

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    1. Thank you! I did hope those fragmentary hints would work to evoke a mood.

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  7. I love these two completed Tan Renga, reads like a short story. Chapeau!

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  8. So many memories evoked in such few words.

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