A Half Nijuin Renga in an autumnal August at An Inn for the Phantoms of the Outside and In
Pull back the curtain
see the phantoms dine.
Breaded sole, anyone?
Marvel at the orange, yellow and faded browns
their falling colours rhyme
crunching underfoot playing
the moon briefly hanging
can we see the man in
out again
and the ball is lost
cold creeping climate
rushing in
dark white lining barred in
I will not rest
until I find the door
my heart is open
meet me by the tree
chains of love endure
green springing from
deathly cold hallows – to taste the grain
finches dangle
from the buddleia
beware the gardener
cutting, slicing, preparing
an exquisite feast
the living ain’t easy
six long weeks
and how to entertain them?
they will follow their own lives
regardless
Verses by: Jo, Eileen, Fiona, Lynne, Annie, Maggie, Morven, Heather.
Host: Morven
Master: Colin
Guide: Gerry
Mount Stuart, Isle of Bute
Saturday 7 August 2018
Note: the title of the renga is borrowed from that of a sculpture by Martin Boyce at Mount Stuart.