Following our poetry duet ‘Flames of Creation’, @marousia & I decided it would be good fun to invite other people to take part in a further collaboration. Our friend @bookwriter222 spotted our twittered intentions and volunteered immediately. Being spontaneous individuals we thought: ‘Why not? Let’s do it – now! So, on a Saturday mid-morning in the UK & a late Australian evening, we began our renga.
We agreed that @bookwriter222 would set us off and @marousia and myself would follow her in that order, contributing alternately until we had 18 lines of poetry.
As previously, we also decided that we needed a theme for our renga. @bookwriter222 came up with the excellent idea of a unicorn. Working with a hashtag of #unicornrenga, we were on our way.
In classical renga it is expected that both the ‘moon’ and ‘flowers’ are referred to as the poem is created. Consequently, we all managed to include several lunar & flora references in our individual verses.
Whilst we tried to adhere to the traditional pattern of beginning with a haiku (three lines of verse with a syllable count of 5-7-5) & following it with two 7-syllable lines of verse (so the poem would be comprised of alternating lines of 5-7-5 & 7-7 syllable counts) a break in the process necessitated by the time difference between our countries caused us to break the tempo slightly. It was at this point that a rogue gogyohka crept into our sequence, which we integrated into our poem. Format was far less important to us than keeping such a wonderful conversation going.
Once re-united, we clambered back onto the renga path and skipped towards our final verse. After some deliberation, the title Unus Mundus was chosen, as it seemed to link in with the Latin roots of Unicorn: unus 'one' and cornu 'horn'.
A forgotten time / two moons collide together / a unicorn breathes
Sparks from the moons collision / kiss unicorn's velvet horn
Drops of rain glisten / like pearls on flower petals / round unicorn's hooves
Flowing silver mane whips back / unicorn races the moon
Violets spring up / wherever unicorn's hooves touch / trees whisper secrets
Unicorn hears plaintive cry / bluebird with a broken wing
A bird from heaven /as blue as the sky is old /secrets bind them both
Unicorn lowers his horn / a single touch heals the wing
Bluebird sings his song / unicorn rears high, his eyes / like pools of moonshine
Black witch readies her poison / a unicorn of beauty
Ground unicorn horn / prized aphrodisiac / temptation was great
Unicorn sees moon shadows / of black witch in bluebird's eyes
A hazy dawn ~ brings black witch ~ back into the fray ~ our unicorn is in grave danger ~ we race towards the moon
Bluebird's sweet song fills the air / Black witch's spell returns to her
Black witch clutches throat / dissolves in putrid green steam / hail the unicorn
An eternal flame shines bright / in unicorns moonkissed eyes
Unicorn breathes/ on the putrid slime/ turning it to gold
Sunlight and shadows merging / death becomes life. Alchemy
@marousia posting on our collaboration can be found here: Unus Mundus
@bookwriter222 posting on our collaboration can be found here: Unus Mundus
I also watched this one being built whilst breeding in and pit of twitter on Saturday Peter. Grand job my friends...one day when I get such a thing as a hands free weekend I'm there!
ReplyDeleteHi repressedsoul - thank you for your lovely comment. If you can find some space to take part I can definitely recommend it ... it is so much fun.
ReplyDeleteApart from the poem itself which I did find bewitching, I love how each of you must give up a sense of control over where the poem is headed. That's a very appealing idea to me at present. I wonder why.
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