2-3 Clave Haiku For You

At the beginning of this semester, my friends Tim Hernandez and Luis Valadez and I decided to start writing a communal poem. The idea came Keith Abbott who gave a renku assignment in his Sequences class.

We didn’t follow all the rules of renku but we did our best and we’re having fun (which is what counts). Starting with three lines from Basho I added two of my own. Tim used my two lines and wrote three lines of his own. Luis took the last two lines from Tim and wrote three of his own. And so on and so on.

Because of the 2-3 pattern we called it 2-3 Clave Haiku. Here’s what we have so far:

My waking to the Way

came long ago at that seasons

of budding flowers ~Basho

My waking to the Way

came long ago at that seasons

of budding flowers

I dream again as

snow covers mountains                                             Jason

I dream again as

snow covers mountains

considering the stillness

of a fossil’s song

trembling in the stone                                             Tim

A fossil’s song

trembling in the stone

not quite as lovely

as the resonant chirping

of a missing beak                                             Luis

With the resonant chirping

of a missing beak

We address the crowded room

awkward and waiting

love us love us we scream                                             Jason

awkward and waiting

–love us

yet there is no room wide enough

for the sycamore’s sulk

no room for the shock of white

waiting silently beneath the bark           Tim

the shock of white

waiting silently beneath the bark

encapsulated

with a deer in the distance

nudging a gable                                             Luis

A deer in the distance

nudging a gable

He’s worrying me

crossing the street in traffic

far from home and lost                                             Jason

Crossing the street in traffic

Far from home and lost

a haunt of taxidermy

floods memory

antlers perched like a forlorn trophy                                            Tim

flooding memory

antlers perched like a forlorn trophy

he is sniffed out by

a large cranium and snout

causing him to run                                            Luis

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