© Gay Reiser Cannon -All Rights Reserved
A SENRYU JOURNEY
Bus horns, cars blast past
Small trees, tall fences quiet
A city, New York?
Wet crape myrtle blooms
Crimped lace through the back window
Serene orient
Gray silk afternoons
Parisian cats slink in shadows
Impressions linger.
The Arch testifies
History lives in cool walls
Roman holidays.
Postcards from the Nile
Cat goddess Bastet suggests
Sultry mystery.
Oven sent fragrance
Winter baked sweet with warmth
Viennese delights.
Dappled giraffe waits
On the coffee table plain
African retreat.
Bauhaus, forties sounds.
Daylight outlines nouveau curves
Filters time through slats.
Measured by spoonsful
These days we dwell in Dallas
Worlds swirl in daydreams.
© Gay Reiser Cannon 2010 All Rights Reserved
Oh I really enjoyed this the structure the rhythm that takes you from one place to another
ReplyDelete"History lives in cool walls" uh what a way to express so much in so few words - wonderful.
Great piece (thanks for visiting my blog the other day) I will be back for more :)
I love Haiku, and this set is very well done! I find the form relaxing to write and read. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI love cities and I love this.
ReplyDeleteVery nice :-)
ReplyDeletewow...you take us to a trip round the world with this...each city has its scent and feel...and oh how wonderful you capture them gay...
ReplyDeleteMany of your poems take me on journeys. I love seeing things through your eyes.
DeleteThis is great, Gay! It is like a verbal collection of postcards shifting you from one mood to another.
ReplyDeleteI guess they were, and I was only surveying the apartment and thinking of how I'd brought the world to me one cloudy springtime afternoon - with crepe myrtle blooming outside the window, the tea in the pitcher, the silvery light shafting through venetian blinds. I love that I can send them out to all of you as post cards. What a charming thing to say!
DeleteI feel as though I've made a trip around the world without having to pause to get my passport stamped. You are so good at these brief forms, expressing so much in the few words and presenting them together to flow with beauty. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteSo kind of you to say, Beth. I have liked writing them a long time and always find a joy in reading others. They're not as easy as they seem on the surface.
DeleteYes, a leisurely, lovely trip around so many beautiful cities.
ReplyDeleteLove this section:
ReplyDelete"Oven sent fragrance
Winter baked sweet with warmth
Viennese delights.
Dappled giraffe waits
On the coffee table plain
African retreat."
Yes, they are very much like verbal postcards. Lovely. K.
ReplyDeleteYour history lives in cool walls...I could feel
ReplyDeleteah, each little verse IS a photo... no gimmicks, no extras, just right ;)
ReplyDeletei should just bow...haha...this is lovely gay...love the trip around the world...really enjoyed the stop in africa on the plains....really nice...hey i got no form but...
ReplyDeleteThanks Anthony. I remember you said this was so "pure" when you first read it. That remark made me happy then and this makes me happy now. Love 2 you!
ReplyDeleteI love this.
ReplyDeleteJust like walking through a city and exploring it's alcoves and back streets, catching glimpses and flares of glorious images.
Great work.
I enjoyed this Gay...all the colours and images of cities and streets ~ I bow to your haiku / senryu poems ~
ReplyDeleteMy post is up from my other blog ~ Thanks for this session ~
The way you make us see the world from your room, truly a gift of poetic inspiration. The mementos of our travels bring back a wholeness to our lives, all from memory and imagination. I haven't been to many of the places you call up, but now I sure do want to go. Your use of traditional form makes this work that much more interesting.
ReplyDeleteWhy thank you Charles. Let's see I haven't seen Africa, (but I have friends who have)but yes to the others..all places I think now know me, as though my time there bought a little piece of them..and Dallas (most of Texas really) I have paid more than a little in time and money and I do own them boy howdy! Thanks for coming by and for your kind words!
ReplyDeleteI'll take the Viennese delights, please. :D
ReplyDeleteThey're on the coffee bar. Help yourself. Thanks for coming by!
DeleteI love your mode of travel in senyru destination to senyru destination....
ReplyDeleteBeautiful tour we had...
ReplyDeleteWonderful! I was transported with each of these images!
ReplyDeleteoh, really nice. I love the haiku/senryu form, tanka too for that matter, and each of yours are incredibly vivid and strong here. I love how they each can stand independently or work together, that effect is tough to pull off, well, I think it is anyhow, and you did more than pull it off here, just a tremendous write. Thanks
ReplyDeleteAaah, I enjoyed your global hopping on senryu at a time. Beautifully done.
ReplyDeleteWe think the Web has granted us access to untold worlds -- and perhaps it has -- yet it is the mind itself that is the baedekker or guide to the exotic and distant and their intimate tonalities. The world is a Dallas oyster to the one who would slurp at these delights. Nine petals that brought the world together for me . - Brendan
ReplyDeleteLoved this. To me it spoke of a home filled with eclectic interests from around the world travels...a giraffe on the coffee table...postcards from the Nile..40s sounds playing from a CD and Viennese taste treats baking in the oven...just lovely.
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