Renga Day

Eight of us met for a day of rengaing just before the winter solstice, towards the end of December, on the busiest shopping day of the year.

We sat in front of a roaring woodstove in the barn, with some trips outdoors for inspiration.

It was a real pleasure to share the day writing, and to share the process of renga.

Here it is:

CRACKLE AT THE FEEDER

 I walk to the station

frost patterns on car roofs

in yellow street light

 
a flash of fire

through all that was bleak
  
birds have flown miles

to be right here

with us
  
   arriving like a solstice:

inevitable 

bees bouncing

from berries

to bush

  
I thought of you then

with your walking boots on
  
impressions

moving deeply

towards stillness
  
   we prepare
      for solid ground

little witches

swimming in silver 

bring it on!
  
will the rushes

chant our whisper?

wordless 

the tiny wild

narcissus

hear the earth shift 

well rehearsed.

A Renga in Winter at College Lake, Tring. Saturday, 17 December 2011

Participants: Subhadassi (master), Alastair Will, Charlotte Gledhill, Jay Hall, Jenny Mathers, Kathy Brooker, Moyra Zaman, Victoria Flinn

You can find out more about renga here