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The first Brisbane New Voices V poet is…

the magnificent, Simon Kindt!

Simon Kindt

About as suburban as you can get, Simon grew up on the southside of Brisbane, began a career as a teacher in 2003 and has been writing poetry since 2012.

In 2013, Simon has flung himself into the Brisbane spoken word scene and is currently working on developing a performance poetry crew of ruffian teenagers at a major metropolitan high school. Watch out for them.

Simon has performed at the Brisbane Emerging Arts Festival (2013), was selected as a SpeedPoets call back poet (2013) and once won some strawberry jam at Jamjar Slam.

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Here’s a taste of what’s to come…

Flinders 3

From the mesa the town below
was just another map of itself,
peeled back skin pinned by eucalypts
and leaning fence posts,
the river dry a spine dissected,
edges fraying into ghosts of Elysian Fields.

From the east the thunderheads rolled in
heavy and crackling,
magnesium flares sparking,
lighting up the sky’s belly and
drums, drums and drums.

We were golden jokes,
strange shapes in stranger places,
mermaids high and dry.

You, proof of a lower case god,
a driftwood cathedral bell tower rung,
singing for the slick and honey wet.
Me, opening my copper throat with flints,
to drink the sky from red and flashing gills.

We sat, sails flapping and jaws reaching as
the sky broke open overhead,
the storm clouds, waves following each other in,
throats popping and gushing,
the rain, molasses thick and wine dark,
falling over itself to get to us
before we drowned in air.

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I hope there are many poets reading this, and sharpening their poems for submission to Brisbane New Voices V. I’m ready to read!

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New Junicho: Between Thistles (Links #11 – #12)

With eighteen poems shared, Between Thistles is almost at an end… one selection remains, and again, I have been deliberating between a handful of the poems, reading each as the ageku to see how the image not only breaks new ground but allows us to briefly circle back to Ashley’s hokku, the evocative title poem, ‘between thistles’.

But before I go into detail about the 5 poems that have been sharing the place of the ageku, I want to thank everyone who has read and participated in our New Junicho. It has been one of the most exciting writing projects that I have taken part in. The energy and creativity that you have brought to the composition of this poem has been (in the most positive way) overwhelming. It has been a highlight of my day to check in with your responses and to watch this poem take shape. I will miss it, but there is still room for exploration… To everyone who participated, check your inboxes as I will be emailing you with an invitation to curate your own version of Between Thistles from the links submitted. I think it will be exciting to go back through each of the call outs and see where you may have taken the poem and to consider the many paths a poem like this can take.

Now, to the four poems that I have been considering for the ageku. The poems are, Lee-Anne’s ‘in the fading light’, Trish’s ‘songs-many-tongued’, Chloe’s ‘wind slips a tune’, Chris’s ‘in rifle sight’, and Andy’s ‘beneath bare feet’. Each of these poems leap daringly from John’s ‘Battle of Brighton’ and link us back to”between thistles’ and in doing so shift the feeling of the hokku; allowing us to read the poem with new insight.

Lee-Anne’s ‘in fading light’ gives closure to the battle we have left behind and in reading on, welcomes us to take a deeper look between the thistles where the Egyptian crane steps; the closing line ‘we study all that is’ singing with a deep sense of wabi.

Trish’s ‘songs-many-tongued’ offers such warmth; the idea that a diversity of voices singing in harmony can mend the sun enchanted me on first reading.

Chloe’s ‘wind slips a tune’ has a wonderful sense of lightness; the song beneath her feet adding music to each step of the crane.

Chris’s ‘in rifle sight’ refocuses the menace of the battle and leaves us eye to eye with an enemy. In reading on, the force of the word ‘enemy’ shifts the tone of the hokku, giving the crane a darker edge and bringing into focus another being between the thistles, hunted by the crane.

Andy’s ‘beneath bare feet’ gives the senses a real slap, as it is not only the feel of the mud that hits us here, it is the smell, the sound and the visual of the feet disappearing. This, like Chloe’s poem, connects us to the crane as it steps between thistles.

Each of these poems make a wonderful addition to the Junicho, but it is time to make a choice… to close, I have selected the poem that creates the greatest shift in the tone of the hokku; ‘in rifle sight’ by Chris Lynch.

But as I said before… let’s not view this as an ending. I look forward to posting multiple versions of this New Junicho over the coming days.

I would love for you to share this poem widely, as it is the keeper of many riches.

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Between Thistles: A New Junicho
Started: 12 April 2013 – Finished: 30 April 2013
Written between:
Ashley Capes, Simon Kindt, Chloe Callistemon, Chris Lynch, Trish Reid, John Wainwright, Lee-Anne Davie, Andrew Phillips, Cindy Keong, Phillip Ellis,

Link #1 (3 lines) – hokku / shasei

between thistles
the crane’s
Egyptian walk

(Ashley Capes)

Link #2 (2 lines) – waki / cultural (literature)

the noose of a circling skein
called down by Carver’s barreled goose

(Simon Kindt)

Link #3 (3 lines) – daisan / cultural (film)

fan rotors beat
The End
to the smell of napalm

(Chloe Callistemon)

Link #4 (2 lines) – verse / shasei

recycling at 2:30am
moonlight on bitumen

(Chris Lynch)

Link #5 (3 lines) – verse / shasei

moth seeks out
only dark spaces
tired I turn off the light

(Trish Reid)

Link #6 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (art)

Caravaggio fades in from black
is that a pallet knife?

(John Wainwright)

Link #7 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (religion)

he makes the sign
with crossed fingers
crucifix

(Lee-Anne Davie)

Link #8 (2 lines) – verse / gendai

global autumn
H5N1 migrates

(Andrew Phillips)

Link #9 (3 lines) – verse / gendai

waking up
with winter
beside me

(Cindy Keong)

Link #10 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (politics)

a new man rises
such rough beast

(Phillip Ellis)

Link #11 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (music)

the Mods won the
Battle of Brighton Beach
The Who?

(John Wainwright)

Link #12 (2 lines) – ageku / shasei

in rifle sight
my enemy’s eyes

(Chris Lynch)

* shasei – sketched from life – lived experience, observational, uncontrived.
* gendai – modernist – atypical structure, tone or content.

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Responses to Link #11:

The call for music went out and four poets came to play! The offerings from Chris, John, Andy and Chloe continue the energy of previous links and approach the concept of music from some wildly different viewpoints.

Chris looks out from the moshpit as the collision of bodies sends sparks flying skyward; John’s three poems move from the apocalyptic movement of ‘valkyrie ride’ (with a surge of Wagner) to the battle of Brighton Beach and the balls-out soundtrack of Daltrey, Townshend, Entwistle and Moon; Andy takes us to the crossroads where the finger-picked blues of Robert Johnson ‘herald the beast’; and Chloe takes us on a discordant musical odyssey where we clap along with Freddie Mercury, break with the beautiful force of Elgar and wake to Beethoven’s cannon.

Such a diverse musical trip! One that has enriched my Sunday afternoon and taken our Junicho on one last turn before we reach our destination. So where did I leap to? I couldn’t resist the Battle of Brighton Beach, as it’s quite possibly the most playful take on a battle I have ever encountered. This selection welcomes John back into the poem and opens the call for the ageku, link #12.

For the ageku, we are looking for 2 lines of natural imagery / lived experience that continues the movement of the poem and in some way connects us back with the opening image. I plan to leave this link open for submission until 6pm Tuesday April 30 to give everyone ample time to pen their final offerings.

This poem has provided such a wonderful sense of community, so I hope that you all come out to play one last time.

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New Junicho: Between Thistles (Links #9 – #10)

Responses to Link #10:

It was a thrill to see the energy of the gendai phase continue; the verse on offer for link #10 vary from the wonderfully  satirical, ‘Mad Katter’s tea party’ (John) and ‘budgie’s snuggle’ (Trish), through the razor sharp political commentary of ‘a new man rises’ (Phillip), the deep resonance of ‘soldier biscuits for sale’ (Chris) and the natural beauty of ‘election promises’ (Vuong).

After reading each poem multiple times, I became overwhelmed at the state of politics in our nation. Such is the power of so many of the links submitted; and in this power lies possibility. The Junicho would be richer for the addition of many of these poems, but there must be one that owns the 10th position and propels us towards an ending…

There are two poems that I have juggled for a number of hours now; placing each one into the Junicho, reading and re-reading the complete poem and then considering where it could lead us… the two poems are Chris’s ‘soldier biscuits for sale’  and Phillip’s ‘a new man rises’. In making my choice, I have decided to go with the directness of Phillip’s link and the energy it generates in leaping forward from Cindy’s ‘waking up’. The use of the word rises is the engine that propels this poem and while I might be showing my political leanings with this selection, this startling image confirmed my fear of the long winter we may wake to post the upcoming federal election…

I will, however, make one edit to the poem, and that is the removal of the brackets around the second line. It is my belief that the poem works more powerfully without them.

So with link #10 decided, link #11 is now open. Link #11 completes the six cultural links by calling for 3 lines with a music reference. After witnessing the uninhibited energy of Black Sabbath last night, I am eager to hear how each of you will make your words sing.

Take the leap and spread the word…

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Between Thistles: A New Junicho
Started: 12 April 2013 – Finished:
Written between:
Ashley Capes, Simon Kindt, Chloe Callistemon, Chris Lynch, Trish Reid, John Wainwright, Lee-Anne Davie, Andrew Phillips, Cindy Keong, Phillip Ellis,

Link #1 (3 lines) – hokku / shasei

between thistles
the crane’s
Egyptian walk

(Ashley Capes)

Link #2 (2 lines) – waki / cultural (literature)

the noose of a circling skein
called down by Carver’s barreled goose

(Simon Kindt)

Link #3 (3 lines) – daisan / cultural (film)

fan rotors beat
The End
to the smell of napalm

(Chloe Callistemon)

Link #4 (2 lines) – verse / shasei

recycling at 2:30am
moonlight on bitumen

(Chris Lynch)

Link #5 (3 lines) – verse / shasei

moth seeks out
only dark spaces
tired I turn off the light

(Trish Reid)

Link #6 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (art)

Caravaggio fades in from black
is that a pallet knife?

(John Wainwright)

Link #7 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (religion)

he makes the sign
with crossed fingers
crucifix

(Lee-Anne Davie)

Link #8 (2 lines) – verse / gendai

global autumn
H5N1 migrates

(Andrew Phillips)

Link #9 (3 lines) – verse / gendai

waking up
with winter
beside me

(Cindy Keong)

Link #10 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (politics)

a new man rises
such rough beast

(Phillip Ellis)

Link #11 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (music)
Link #12 (2 lines) – ageku / shasei

* shasei – sketched from life – lived experience, observational, uncontrived.
* gendai – modernist – atypical structure, tone or content.

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Response to Link #9:

I am just home after two massive nights of poetry (one launching Brisbane New Voices IV, which I will share details of very soon), and am eager to keep the Junicho moving. That said, my eyes are finding it hard to focus, so tonight, I am going to keep it brief…

Again, I have been swept away by the playful energy of the poems on offer for link #9. I have been checking in regularly and this gendai section has given me a genuine rush.

Many of these poems have seeded themselves in my brain, keeping me company and filling my head with their wildness. Several, will remain there for a long time… such is their resonance.

These poems include, Trish’s ‘she misses his cheek’, Cindy’s ‘waking up’, Chris’s ‘fever sweats’ and John’s uproarious, ‘number nine’.

So which one has made the leap into Between Thistles… for link #9 I have decided to wake up with winter and in doing so, welcome Cindy into the Junicho.

This means, we are now calling for link #10 – 2 lines with a political theme. I’ve got a feeling this one is going to keep the freewheeling energy of the last two links!

Leap boldly,

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New Junicho: Between Thistles (Links #7 – #8)

Responses to link #8:

With 20+ poems on offer for this link, I don’t feel I am able to do them all justice in a single response, so instead of responding to each poem, I felt it would be best to first, share some of my own thoughts on gendai haiku and then share the 3 poems that elbowed their way to the final shortlist.

First of all, here is another enlightening link with regards gendai haiku: http://gendaihaiku.com/.

To quote from Shiki, ‘Haiku advances only when it departs from the traditional style’, and so it is that gendai haiku provides one way forward for the form, welcoming innovation and encouraging writers (as Martin Lucas so elegantly put it in his essay, Haiku as Poetic Spell) to embrace the ‘little awkwardnesses’ and to resist the pressures towards conformity, complacency and mere competence. As well as the wealth of information that is available at Gendai Haiku, I also recommend immersing yourself in journals such as Roadrunner and Presence. Both journals continue to publish groundbreaking work; work that challenges the traditional paradigm.

And for me, reading has always been the way forward… to read and have an awareness of groundbreaking work is to be one step closer to writing it.

What I loved most about the offerings for link #8, was the freedom of their spirit. I thank you all for your innovation and sense of playfulness… to me, both are vital to the art of haiku.

While many of the poems here would add a richness to the Junicho – Rachael’s wildly stitched together words and Trish and Lee-Anne’s intense use of colour – there are three that continue to pull me deeper into their realm. The 3 poems, in no particular order are, Andrew’s ‘global autumn’, Dhyan’s ‘damn!’ and Cindy’s ‘remorse’. Each of these embraces the spirit of gendai and offers a unique way forward for the poem. They are playful, provocative and brimming with possibility.

So which way did I leap?

I couldn’t resist  flying into the swirling genetics of Andrew’s ‘global autumn’.

This means link #9 is now open! For link #9 We remain in the world of gendai haiku, so keep the freewheeling words coming… this time, we are looking for three lines.

Enjoy!

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Between Thistles: A New Junicho
Started: 12 April 2013 – Finished:
Written between:
Ashley Capes, Simon Kindt, Chloe Callistemon, Chris Lynch, Trish Reid, John Wainwright, Lee-Anne Davie

Link #1 (3 lines) – hokku / shasei

between thistles
the crane’s
Egyptian walk

(Ashley Capes)

Link #2 (2 lines) – waki / cultural (literature)

the noose of a circling skein
called down by Carver’s barreled goose

(Simon Kindt)

Link #3 (3 lines) – daisan / cultural (film)

fan rotors beat
The End
to the smell of napalm

(Chloe Callistemon)

Link #4 (2 lines) – verse / shasei

recycling at 2:30am
moonlight on bitumen

(Chris Lynch)

Link #5 (3 lines) – verse / shasei

moth seeks out
only dark spaces
tired I turn off the light

(Trish Reid)

Link #6 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (art)

Caravaggio fades in from black
is that a pallet knife?

(John Wainwright)

Link #7 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (religion)

he makes the sign
with crossed fingers
crucifix

(Lee-Anne Davie)

Link #8 (2 lines) – verse / gendai

global autumn
H5N1 migrates

(Andrew Phillips)

Link #9 (3 lines) – verse / gendai
Link #10 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (politics)
Link #11 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (music)
Link #12 (2 lines) – ageku / shasei

* shasei – sketched from life – lived experience, observational, uncontrived.
* gendai – modernist – atypical structure, tone or content.

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Responses to Link #7:

Again, I have been swept away by the energy of this poem and the poets who have stepped up to the ‘link #7 plate’ and had a swing…

Vuong starts proceedings with a small handful of poems, beginning with the warmth of dawn and a blessing, moving to the chill of winter and the exposed garden angel and arriving at, for me, the finest of his three poems, ‘searching for truth’. This image continues to resonate with me; the gentle movement of a page lifting in the breeze shows us that ‘the truth’ reveals itself when we too are open to its arrival; Chris offers a quietly playful image. The idea of a beanie itching the head of the old jizo (protector of deceased children) during meditation put a wide smile on my face; Phillip’s offering has a harder edge; in reading this, I sensed the watchmaker had lost his faith, after losing his sight; John engages in an inner dialogue and in doing so talks himself into having a little drink; Rachael drifts off during mass and despite being roused by a sharp elbow to the ribs, continues to question what it is to believe… the final line filled my head with the possibility of what she was dreaming about; Trish presents an image of beauty and devastation, where deaf men sign their cries; something (delightfully) wicked this way comes in the form of Lee-Anne’s poem, as she questions her faith by crossing her fingers while making the sign of the cross; Cindy gives us an image of vast natural beauty and locates us in the upper air of the Himalayas; and Andrew watches as the dog makes short work of the holy book… couldn’t help but think of that age old homework excuse, ‘my dog ate it.’

So many stepping stones, each one providing a solid platform for the poem to move forward. Before I make my decision, let me thank you all again for making this such a joy.

Now, to choose that stone. Four particular poems have had a jostling match in my head, but for link #7, I have gone with Lee-Anne’s satirical take on the sign of the cross.

This means we move into the gendai phase of the poem and the call is now open for link #8… 3 modernist lines that will take the poem in the direction of left field.

Embrace that risk-taking feeling!

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New Junicho: Bewteen Thistles (Links #4 – #6)

Responses to Link #6:

At the half-way mark of Between Thistles and the momentum is building. Seven links to read and enjoy for link #6; seven bursts of artistic flair, seven distinct paths for the poem to travel, so let’s take a look at where we could leap.

Chris opens with a rush, ‘blasting the sky with trees’ in the style of Bill Robinson, before stilling the image with the word ‘okay’, allowing us to settle into our own memories beside him;  John draws on Caravaggio’s extraordinary use of light to reveal what appears to be a pallet knife (another of Caravaggio’s preferred tools) and the vision of Mary as a whore; Chloe takes us on a journey through the human interior… in reading the poem I could hear the beat of her footsteps, in time with her pulse and the many pulses of the incandescent hearts; she also delivers the wonderfully quirky image of glass bowels; Rachael offers us a wickedly playful take on Goya’s, ‘Saturn Devouring His Son‘; Phillip revisits the urinal in Duchamp’s scandalous work, ‘Fountain‘; Cindy (via Banksy) allows the natural beauty of a pond covered in waterlillies to collide with a shopping trolley; and Lee-Anne turn’s up the volume on the light in every stroke Van Gogh made.

Such an incredible group of poems! Thank you so much everyone for making this such a joy! This time, I truly struggled to make a single leap… I have gone back and forth between three poems in particular, but it is time to make a choice…

So from the moth seeking darkness we fade back into the light via Caravaggio and his pallet knife. John, you are now locked in for link #6, which means the call is open for link #7 – 3 lines with a reference to religion.

All are welcome to take the leap,

 

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Between Thistles: A New Junicho
Started: 12 April 2013 – Finished:
Written between:
Ashley Capes, Simon Kindt, Chloe Callistemon, Chris Lynch, Trish Reid, John Wainwright

Link #1 (3 lines) – hokku / shasei

between thistles
the crane’s
Egyptian walk

(Ashley Capes)

Link #2 (2 lines) – waki / cultural (literature)

the noose of a circling skein
called down by Carver’s barreled goose

(Simon Kindt)

Link #3 (3 lines) – daisan / cultural (film)

fan rotors beat
The End
to the smell of napalm

(Chloe Callistemon)

Link #4 (2 lines) – verse / shasei

recycling at 2:30am
moonlight on bitumen

(Chris Lynch)

Link #5 (3 lines) – verse / shasei

moth seeks out
only dark spaces
tired I turn off the light

(Trish Reid)

Link #6 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (art)

Caravaggio fades in from black
is that a pallet knife?

(John Wainwright)

Link #7 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (religion)
Link #8 (2 lines) – verse / gendai
Link #9 (3 lines) – verse / gendai
Link #10 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (politics)
Link #11 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (music)
Link #12 (2 lines) – ageku / shasei

* shasei – sketched from life – lived experience, observational, uncontrived.
* gendai – modernist – atypical structure, tone or content.

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Responses to Link #5:

It was wonderful to read some new and returning voices and their offerings for Link #5. These links offer many exciting possibilities.

Phillip took us from the bitumen to the ocean, which gives the poem a fresh setting; the slow movement that permeates Simon’s poem drew me back to it several times… ‘night’s edge frays’ and ‘we move like smoke’ are rich, rich images; I was drawn to the moth in Trish’s poem and its search for darkness. The moth’s movement is given even greater energy as the poet turns out the light, offering the moth new territory to explore; Rachael sees the hint of a dollar coin in a possum’s eyes and in doing so brings us face to face with this nocturnal adventurer; Lee-Anne revisits the recent devastation in Boston then leaves the natural wonder of lightning to strike us; and Cindy has us tossing and turning with a single thought (something I am sure we all can relate to…) as well as offering a wonderful image that rings with the thunder of possums… so very Brisbane!

It is rich pickings, which makes the task even more exciting! For link #5, I have followed the moth into the darkness and in doing so welcome Trish into ‘Between Thistles’.

That means we are now seeking link #6 – 2 lines with a reference to art / an artist.

Leap boldly!

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Responses to Link #4:

It’s time to make a decision about which poem will take the position of link #4 in Between Thistles. Four fine submissions, four poems that would again lead us in  unique directions.

John leaps from the smell of napalm to the burnt remains of a man (‘his ashes’) which slaps the senses in a good way.  And that second line… ‘close to the road that ran through his life’ adds a sense of weight to the loss and has the potential to lead the poem on a road of discovery.

Chris’s leap from the smell of napalm to recycling made me smile widely… it reminds as all that in the face of disaster, life goes on… and again the bitumen is there, lending its blackness to the image.

Phillip’s leap from the smell of napalm to the Gold Coast also made me smile… such a naturally beautiful place, made so ugly by our own hand. And the opening image of ‘summer showers’ gave the poem a cleansing feel.

And finally Andrew’s leap from the smell of napalm to falling out of a dream, resonated deep in the pit of my stomach. I could feel the bottom dropping out as the thunder cracked and the sweat soaked through.

So which way did I leap?

In the end, I went with Chris’s ‘recycling at 2:30am’… so jump on that bitumen and leap off into link #5. We are now looking for 3 lines – an image sketched from lived experience.

Spread the word!

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New Junicho: Between Thistles (Links #1 – #3)

Responses to Link #3:

It was wonderful to see new voices in the mix for link #3, so let me first up thank John and Phillip for their continued support and Vuong, Andy and Chloe for joining the Junicho. I hope that you revisit the poem throughout its composition and leave many more suggested links.

The quality of the writing offered made this another difficult selection and had my head buzzing with many of my own favourite films…

Phillip conjured the fevered majesty of The Last Year at Marienbad (a film I wholeheartedly recommend) and left us with the image of a silent bellbird; Chloe conjured the wickedly lush final scenes of The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover as well as the devastating whir of Apocalypse Now (or at least that is what I am guessing); Vuong took me back to my youth when I would frequent cinemas like The Boomerang, where the seats were made from hessian bags draped over a steel frame… am not sure there were geckos back then, but it gave me that feeling; both of John’s links dance with the elegance of Gene Kelly; and Andy’s link has such a wonderful juxtaposition between the implied urgency of the opening line and the inherent slowness of the snail moving toward freedom. All would take the Junicho somewhere wonderful and provide solid ground for a leap into link #4… but it is time to choose.

For link #3, I have gone with the ominous sound of Chloe’s ‘fan rotors beat’, which means the call is now open for link #4 – 2 lines with a focus on a natural image sketched from life. I look forward to seeing where to next for Between Thistles and remember, if you know someone who would love to be involved, give them a nudge.

As always, over to you…

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Between Thistles: A New Junicho
Started: 12 April 2013 – Finished: Written between: Ashley Capes, Simon Kindt, Chloe Callistemon,

Link #1 (3 lines) – hokku / shasei

between thistles
the crane’s
Egyptian walk

(Ashley Capes)

Link #2 (2 lines) – waki / cultural (literature)

the noose of a circling skein
called down by Carver’s barreled goose

(Simon Kindt)

Link #3 (3 lines) – daisan / cultural (film)

fan rotors beat
The End
to the smell of napalm

(Chloe Callistemon)

Link #4 (2 lines) – verse / shasei
Link #5 (3 lines) – verse / shasei
Link #6 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (art)
Link #7 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (religion)
Link #8 (2 lines) – verse / gendai
Link #9 (3 lines) – verse / gendai
Link #10 (2 lines) – verse / cultural (politics)
Link #11 (3 lines) – verse / cultural (music)
Link #12 (2 lines) – ageku / shasei

* shasei – sketched from life – lived experience, observational, uncontrived.
* gendai – modernist – atypical structure, tone or content.

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Responses to Link #2:

First of all let me thank John, Andrew, Simon and Phillip for leaving their suggested links; each of them a worthy candidate that would take the poem in a unique direction.

John’s bristles with energy. The opening exclamation ‘Out!’seems to shoo the crane the from the image, leaving the dog to bring the river home, and into this poem – which in a way, gives the crane in the hokku its own distinct home and provides a wonderful link and leap.

In Andrew’s poem there is quiet and disquiet… after reading this many times, I can hear the basket and its bundled passenger, in hushed communication with the river, while the ‘she’ stands in hollow silence. It is both haunting and comforting.

Simon… that opening line – the noose of a circling skein. This, like John’s link, has an incredible energy. And a noose of geese is such a unique image. The use of the word noose in the first line is what really makes this poem. It not only has the effect of trapping the skein; it also damns the barreled goose as it looks on from its desperate confinement.

And Phillip, the action of the rabbit’s down tugging in thistles is brilliant. This inversion of what we traditionally see / experience (i.e. thistles doing their own grabbing) is what makes this poem so vivid.

So to choose just one… well for link #2, I have decided to go with Simon’s ‘barreled goose’. I have now entered it in the Junicho and in doing so am opening the call for link #3 – 3 lines, with a reference to film. This should be exciting… and remember, don’t be shy, this is open to everyone, so feel free to spread the word!

Once again, it’s over to you!

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And so it begins… Ashley has delivered a stunning poem (the hokku) to get things moving, so now the call is open for link #2 – 2 lines with a reference to literature.

As I said in the previous post, I will allow roughly 36 hours for people to respond before selecting one of the submitted links.

Please remember when you leave a comment, to write the number of the link you are writing (e.g. link #2) and please, spread the word… I am hopeful that there will be many voices that chime in over the course of this poem.

Over to you…

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