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Posted Oct 19, '13 at 3:56am

MagicTree

MagicTree

360 posts

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Renga

As many people know, Renga is a collabritive form of Japanese poetry. It usually requires to poets to write it, but many more can.

The basic structure is a haiku, and then a shorter two-line capping verse, with no syllable limit, before looping over. Traditional renga can become quite long, especially when many poets work on it.

I am thinking that we could have a long Renga running, starting with a theme and we'll see how it snakes off. The theme will have to have some flexibility.
That means that the theme will be Winter

The opening verse is called the hokku, so, here we go:

The sunlight darkens,
The Wind's tooth pierces my heart
Winter is approaching.

And next, a two line stanza, no syllable limit;

 

Posted Oct 20, '13 at 2:49am

Nurvana

Nurvana

2,182 posts

Something seems to be wrong with the link you posted; it may just be me, but I'll repost it here just in case.

Anyway, this seems like it could be a lot of fun, so I'll give it a go! I'll stick with the 7-7 syllable structure they specified with on the wiki page.

Much has been made of what has
Been, and of the harshness ahead

(P.S. I believe 'winter' is two syllables, making that line six syllables long. I'm not sure if that was your intent, but I thought I might as well point it out just in case!)

 

Posted Nov 2, '13 at 3:01pm

MagicTree

MagicTree

360 posts

I didn't realise that, thanks!

The cold seeps within,
The day wears on, long and hard,
Slowly drifting on

 

Posted Nov 9, '13 at 12:19am

Erabor

Erabor

75 posts

I'll stick to the 7-7 syllable structure as well.

Gazing upwards to the clouds
Tells tales of the bitter snow

 

Posted Nov 9, '13 at 2:06am

pangtongshu

pangtongshu

8,704 posts

Posting each part so far..making modifications to haiku by OP to fix syllable count.

The sunlight darkens,
The Wind's tooth pierces my heart.
Cold approaches, swift.

Much has been made of what has
Been, and of the harshness ahead

The cold seeps within,
The day wears on, long and hard,
Slowly drifting on.

Gazing upwards to the clouds
Tells tales of the bitter snow

[This last line doesn't make much sense..but I'll see what I can do]

Each dropping snowflake,
Different but collective, one.
A landscape so pure.

 

Posted Nov 9, '13 at 2:08am

pangtongshu

pangtongshu

8,704 posts

[This last line

Last couplet..that is.

 

Posted Nov 14, '13 at 5:41pm

Nurvana

Nurvana

2,182 posts

Forming that one smooth surface
Off which the moonlight glistens

 
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