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Port Townsend October Moon ............................by Leticia Huber
It’s never too late…In case you want to join the Renku poem, let us up-date you! : )
Please share Christopher Herold’s Renku e-mail for this month:
Dear Poet Friends,
We had a wonderful renku session on Thursday at Doris’s house. The discussions about candidate stanzas was outstanding. I feel that our understanding has increased dramatically of late. We’ve come a long way since the early days of our meetings, just over a year and a half ago. A big thank you to you, Doris, for being our hostess yet again. You’re so good at it!
I’d like to suggest that we meet again on Thursday, March 25. I’m not sure where yet, although here at my house is always an option. If any of you would like to host, please let me know. It’s nice to pass around the pleasure. We may even finish our renku at the next meeting. Exciting!
And now, here is the newly updated work. As always, I’ll paste a word copy here with some guidelines for the next stanza (#32). After that, I’ll attach the three template files (master, mandalic universe, and links). Remember, you can compose one or two candidates for #32 and bring them with you to the March party.
Enjoy!
Christopher
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A SKEIN OF OLD YARN
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(an autumn kasen renku)
begun on August 20 at the Huber Inn
Sabaki: Christopher Herold
Jay Haskins, Leticia Huber, Karma Tenzing Wangchuk, Carmi Soifer, Bethel, Jackie Barr, Alison Hedlund, Carol O’Dell, Doris Thurston, Tanya McDonald
.
1 autumn (Jay)
.
morning light
dragonflies barely ripple
the lagoon
.
2 autumn moon (Leticia)
.
does this warmth
come from you, O moon?
.
3 autumn (Tenzing)
.
the scarecrow’s
lost a button or two
off his coat
.
4 No Season (Carmi)
.
my neighbor weaves
a skein of old yarn
.
5 winter (Bethel)
.
in his cold hut
the hermit prepares
rosehip tea (Bethel)
.
6 winter (Jackie)
.
a rare visitor leaves
footprints in the snow
.
7 No Season (Alison)
.
just inside the door
lies an envelope
with a foreign stamp
.
8 No Season (Jay)
.
bits of paper protrude
from the eagle’s nest
.
9 Love (Jackie)
.
her new bikini
causes his eyes to bug out
and his heart to flutter
.
10 love (Jackie)
.
the scent of perfume
wafts from the dryer
.
11 love (Carol)
.
as I read my book
I hear her sing a lullaby
to our daughter
.
12 No Season (Jay)
.
if clouds could speak
these would whisper
.
13 summer moon (Doris)
.
summer moon
swallowed
by the mountain
.
14 summer (Tanya)
.
bats begin to swoop
all around the camp
.
15 No Season (Carol)
.
three girls
race for the white horse
on the carousel
.
16 No Season (Tenzing)
.
somebody’s gone and left
the damn milk out to spoil
.
17 Spring Blossom (Doris)
.
cherry blossoms
tease my hand
into the branches
.
18 spring (Jay)
.
the monthly poker game
still active during lent
.
19 spring (Carmi)
.
thistledown
has settled to the bottom
of the beer mug
.
20 No Season (Christopher)
.
powerful gusts of wind
from the Columbia Gorge
.
21 love (Tenzing)
.
a paper airplane
with a love note on it
hits the teacher
.
22 love (Carol)
.
traveling to the reunion
he hopes to see her
.
23 love (Jay)
.
after fifty years
she still tries to change
his posture
.
24 winter (Jackie)
.
a snowman tilts
under the pale sun
.
25 winter (Doris)
.
there’s a blue bottle
inside my medicine cabinet
labeled “Winter Dreams”
.
26 No Season (Jay)
.
the new kid is Aladdin
in the school play
.
27 No Season (Christopher)
.
suicide bomber
apprehended just in time
at the ticket booth
.
28 No Season (Doris)
.
from beyond the garden wall
a raven calls out it’s warning
.
29 autumn moon (Carmi)
.
steam from our cider
blurs the gibbous moon
in the window
.
30 autumn (Tenzing)
.
she comes out of the fog
with a train of seaweed
.
31 autumn (Jackie)
.
dried fish
paid for with Chinese coins
found on the beach
32 No Season
.
This stanza is to be a two-liner with no reference to a season. It must not contain any negative or charged subject matter (sickness, death, money, politics, religious motifs, danger, depression . . .). Also, remember that no subject matter in the hokku can be present in any other verse.
So, the first things to do are to check the mandalic universe for topics we haven’t used as yet and could work into the tapestry in an upbeat way. Then decide upon the way you’d like to link to stanza #31. Plenty of possibilities for linking there. #32 could take place either inside or outside. This verse could be peopled if you wish. The linking can be rather close as compared to the middle of the renku where shifting is emphasized and the linkage is more tenuous. From this point on we want readers to have little difficulty recognizing the connections between stanzas.
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Last Nigth at Lehani’s Cafe, Down Town Port Townsend…
In Port Townsend, Poetry is incessant!
Here, Poetess Marjory reads her ALWAYS fascinating poetry:
Poetess Marjory reading her poetry at "Lehani's Cafe", in Port Townsend...
At the same reading, Poetess Leticia ( “I”…ha-ha-ha! 
) explores “new” forms in her poetry -for sheer “kicks” -and deep enjoyment!- C if it pleases Ü 2!…: )
This morning
A bucketful of night
Spills over
.
And through its stars
I shine my hair
.
And I commune
With that serene
Scented
Darkness
As a nest
.
Yet
When I open
My Moon beams
I see
.
Light on the waters
Running towards me
Irresistibly
While I surrender
To the coolness
Of its touch
.
First
.
And then
It has a way
Of penetrating
The pores
Of my
Spirit
.
And then
Flavors of laughter
And cooing
And light clouds
And running creeks
With their sound
Of deep
Deep purple
and gold
Of the purest kind
.
With their scent of ideal chorus
With their scent
Of sparkling eyes
.
With their temperature
Of rapture
Run me
All inside
To explode me
.
Inside
.
In fire crackers
Of
Birth Giving
To more stars
And planets all
.
And we join hands
And start singing
A song
Of sweetness of grass
.
And wrapped
In the night
For sleeping
I nest in bed
.
Start to dream…
.
By Leticia Huber
Port Townsend, WA
Friday, January 29, 2010
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Splendid Mexican Poet David Huerta in Port Townsend… : )
Port Townsend opened its warm literary arms wide, to embrace the art -and the person- of David Huerta. One of Mexico’s best poets presently.
The lovely Wheeler Theater, in the Fort Worden park, was full and radiant with incomparable local poetical talents -particularly thrilled knowing that Huerta’s laureated Poetry would be (excellently) translated into English by Mark Schafer.
Here we see them both: Poet and Translator after the celebrated event…
Mexican Poet David Huerta & Mark Schafer, Poetry Translator.
Mexican Poet David Huerta & Mark Schafer, Poetry Translator.
When David with a joyful open heart was signing his name for many a Port Townsend youth on his “Before Saying Any of the Great Words” ISBN-978-1-55659-287-4 book -published by the renowned Port Townsend’s Copper Canyon Press -presenter of the very special event…
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The Renku “Keeps on Weaving” in Port Townsend…
And to up-date you, this is the latest I’ve received from Renku Sabaki: Christopher Herold today…Enjoy!…and remember you are always invited to participate in the fun!
Just e-mail leticiainpt@gmail.com…Will gladly get you in contact with Christopher…; )
Dear Poets,
Yesterday we had a delightful renku party and managed to pen four new stanzas.
Doris has volunteered her home as the site of our next party. I’ve spoken with her and the date that works for the two of us, at least, is THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 18 and the time will be as it was this time, from 1:00 to 4:30.
And now, here is our updated renku, A Skein of Old Yarn. I’ve given some guidelines at the bottom for the upcoming stanza (#28). And, as usual, I’ve attached the three templates below as well. Enjoy!
And please let me know in advance if you’ll be able to party with us on the 18th of February.
In the spirit of communal creativity,
Christopher
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A SKEIN OF OLD YARN
(an autumn kasen renku begun on August 20 at the Huber Inn)
Sabaki: Christopher Herold
.
Poets so far: Jay Haskins, Leticia Huber, Karma Tenzing Wangchuk, Carmi Soifer, Bethel, Jackie Barr, Alison Hedlund, Carol O’Dell, Doris Thurston, Tanya McDonald
.
1 autumn (Jay)
.
morning light
dragonflies barely ripple
the lagoon
.
2 autumn moon (Leticia)
.
does this warmth
come from you, O moon?
.
3 autumn (Tenzing)
.
the scarecrow’s
lost a button or two
off his coat
.
4 No Season (Carmi)
.
my neighbor weaves
a skein of old yarn
.
5 winter (Bethel)
.
in his cold hut
the hermit prepares
rosehips for tea (Bethel)
.
6 winter (Jackie)
.
a rare visitor leaves
footprints in the snow
.
7 No Season (Alison)
.
just inside the door
lies an envelope
with a foreign stamp
.
8 No Season (Jay)
.
bits of paper protrude
from the eagle’s nest
.
9 Love (Jackie)
.
her new bikini
causes his eyes to bug out
and his heart to flutter
.
10 love (Jackie)
.
the scent of perfume
wafts from the drye
.
11 love (Carol)
.
as I read my book
I hear her sing a lullaby
to our daughter
.
12 No Season (Jay)
.
if clouds could speak
these would whisper
.
13 summer moon (Doris)
.
summer moon
swallowed
by the mountain
.
14 summer (Tanya)
.
bats begin to swoop
all around the camp
.
15 No Season (Carol)
.
three girls
race for the white horse
on the carousel
.
16 No Season (Ten
zing)
.
somebody’s gone and left
the damn milk out to spoil
.
17 Spring Blossom (Doris)
.
Cherry blossoms
tease my hand
into the branches
.
18 spring (Jay)
.
the monthly poker game
still active during lent
.
19 spring (Carmi)
.
thistledown
has settled to the bottom
of the beer mug
.
20 No Season (Christopher)
.
powerful gusts of wind
from the Columbia Gorge
.
21 love (Tenzing)
.
a paper airplane
with a love note on it
hits the teacher
.
22 love (Carol)
.
traveling to the reunion
the hopes to see her
.
23 love (Jay)
.
after fifty years
she still tries to change
his posture
.
24 winter (Jackie)
.
a snowman tilts
under the pale sun
.
25 winter (Doris)
.
there’s a blue bottle
inside my medicine cabinet
labeled “Winter Dreams”
.
26 No Season (Jay)
.
the new kid is Aladdin
in the school play
.
27 No Season (Christopher)
.
a suicide bomber
apprehended just in time
at the ticket booth
.
28 No Season
.
This is to be a two-liner without a seasonal reference. It be seen to be inside, outside, or possible in both places. We haven’t had an olfactory or gustatory stanza in a while so it might be nice to try to go there. Also, I think this verse and the one that follows it ought to exclude humanity or at least put it way into the background. A present particple verb or gerund is okay again since the last one came in #22. Check your mandalic universe for unused topics. REMEMBER TO LINK TO #27 BUT NOT TO #26 OR THE HOKKU. When you come to the next meeting, bring one or two candidates if you like, or not–up to you.
.
Blog post proudly presented by Huber’s INN Port Townsend… www.StayInHubersINN.com
…Your “Green” Bed and Breakfast in Port Townsend, Washington. We love serving all people, coming to the scenic Opympic Peninsula. Tourists, neighbors, visitors, or Winter Olympiads enthusiasts… Centrum patrons,, Ft. Worden friends, gourmets “foodies”, vegetarians, vegan eaters, hikers,sailors,divers, canoers,fisher people, When it comes to fun , vacations and festivals, we are Port Townsend is The Leader… come and EnjoyPT!
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The Last 1 Digit-ending Year of The Millenium!!! : )
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In this day -that I, like so many others- decided to make special, I celebrate!
I celebrate you and LIFE (and DEATH, it’s dear counterpart)
I celebrate routine!
I celebrate genius!
I celebrate everydayness!
I celebrate the known -and then, the new!
I celebrate words!
I celebrate eyes locking!
I celebrate trees and flowers and cats and lady-bugs and everything else in the realm of Nature’s Creation
Yet…How can I sing the sweetness in your eyes -those some times I got to see it?
How can I dance to your friendship -and the thought of sharing this Earth with you?
How do I wrap your dreams in my love -so carefully, so carefully, that I get to see you seeing them bloom?
In this last 1 digit-ending year of the MILLENIUM! I celebrate I came to meet you.
I celebrate our lives have influenced each other somehow.
I celebrate your life in my heart!!!!
I celebrate my heart beating!
http://www.porttownsendpeeps.com/post/category/4-u-today/
Always love, light and laughter;
Leticia : )
www.StayInHuber’sINN.com
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Local Loco Rapper R.O.B. Breaks the Brakes!
Hey, hey, hey…!
Nationally recognized Seattle/Olympia rapper, Macklemore, will be performing at the American Legion Hall, in PortTownsend…This Saturday, December 19th, 2009…
Local rapper R.O.B. (aka Robert Komishane) will open-show for him.
Just ‘member doors open at 8:00 P.M..
Concert starts at 9:00.
Tickets are $6.00, and available at:
The Food Co-Op,
Quimper Sound,
Crossroads Music,
The Boiler Room and at the door.
Blog post proudly presented by Huber’s INN Port Townsend… www.StayInHubersINN.com
…Your “Green” Bed and Breakfast in Port Townsend, Washington. We love serving all people, coming to the scenic Opympic Peninsula. Tourists, neighbors, visitors, or Winter Olympiads enthusiasts… Centrum patrons,, Ft. Worden friends, gourmets “foodies”, vegetarians, vegan eaters, hikers,sailors,divers, canoers,fisher people, When it comes to fun , vacations and festivals, we are Port Townsend is The Leader… come and EnjoyPT!
