The task in this Tan Renga challenge is to turn a haiku into four stanzas. In this case here an atmospheric haiku by Bjorn Rudberg that really reaches and tugs in a moody feeling. Accordingly the stanzas are added in order to form a cooperative Tan Renga.
evening mist
memories are fading
loon is calling
I am far from the river
but the river is not far from me
what is it
that this haunting sound wants from me
when I am so lost?
my hands tremble, I raise my gun
for a shot must be fired for a kill
I have never hunted.. but I think the contrast between the stillness of the wilderness and that kill must feel something like this.
ReplyDeleteThe loon as messenger ... or as an arm of the conscience perhaps? This is haunting, Hamish ---
ReplyDeletealas, poor loon
ReplyDeletequite a twist at the end there Hamish
I must ponder this
namaste
JzB
haunting message
ReplyDeletefrom the autumn of a soul
to be ignored
The double edged sword of need for food and hate of violence is the feeling this evoked for me.
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