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#twenga11

2020

Behind the Mirror
Twenga 11
20 March – 18 May 2020

#twenga is an annual (or in times of need) renga
of 100 Verses on Twitter

Sabaki/Host Poet – Paul Conneally
Sabaki/Host Poet – Gavin Wade

Anum Jamal @anumajamal
Cathy Wade @cathy_wade
Paul Conneally @LittleOnion

Gavin Wade @eprjcts
Paula Turner @random_fate
Katherine Stanley @stealinghome
Rab Harling @rabharling
James Kennedy @jameskcentral
Alison Raybould @jamray
Colin Burnett @colinburnett16
Ruth Claxton @ruthclaxton
Tina Francis @tinafrancis15
Anna Kate Blair @annakblair
Julian Cheyne @juliancheyne
Tom Coldron @tomcoldron
Patrick Goodall @artpickdarkpot
Sid Sidowski @sidowski
Anne-Marie Culhane @fruitroutes

 

#1
this unknown spring
society transforms
behind the mirror

#2
the sound of someone
beating a carpet

#3
in the empty co-op
patterns of Persia
blossom and palms

#4
who could tell Padraig
not to walk his dog

#5
I’ve had enough
of ramps round the back
through bins and bogs

#6
my glove lies
alone in the snow

#7
while Granddad’s ill
someone else must
fetch the coal in

#8
waiting for wakes week
for some different air

#9
the neighbourhood gathers
by the edge of the water
enraptured by basking pike

#10
Sky Brown lands
a clean 720

#11
Miss throws up quietly
before walking slowly
to double maths

#12
job losses
push us into grieving

#13
she tells me there are
no good love poems
I start to write

#14
the calligraphy
of your messed up hair

#15
caught in a windstorm
racing the breeze
to be first to the scarecrow

#16
a moon in each eye
of the old greyhound

#17
Vega and Altair
wait for the magpies
to gather at the bridge

#18
the smell of my own body
in isolation

#19
like clockwork
bluebells stake their claim
in all the wrong places

#20
the warning sign
rattled by the shining wind

#21
diversification
from vacuums
to ventilators

#22
it’s time to take
the bull by the horns

#23
he rings friends
old and new to tell
them of her death

#24
feeling sorry for Craig
in customer service

#25
pensioner lockdown
netflix virgins begin
with Breaking Bad

#26
the ebb and flow of tides
shaping the coastline

#27
on the way to school
we take turns making
dragon’s breath

#28
she holds my hand
as we skate on ice

#29
the basketmaker
eases the willow
into a gentle curve

#30
too depressed to attend
the living room party

#31
nine sardines
crammed in the cupboard
under the stairs

#32
a kitchen full of kimchi
keeps digestion on track

#33
if I map my garden
as a figure of eight
it’s easier on the knees

#34
at lock thirty we pause
as the kestrel hovers

#35
sunbathing
up on the garage roof
out of harms way

#36
trance on the beach
with DJ Moon

#37
best bib and tucker
for the extended
family wedding

#38
we pitch our tent together
for the first time

#39
true to form
he does the ironing
while I plumb the sink in

#40
you can only work with less
if you’ve already had more

#41
like any other
piece of fiction
you can print more money

#42
they make a fire
to warm the boat house

#43
the dormouse
wrapped in a ball of hazel
sleeps on

#44
a Cape thrown rock
polished by time

#45
outside Goldman Sachs
the activist glues her breasts
to the ground

#46
messages crackle
though the woodwide web

#47
a string of
swaying nighties makes
my hair stand on end

#48
we sleep in the cinema
at the London comicon

#49
I lower my mask
so you can see
how much you mean to me

#50
the duwuduwu finesses
it’s seduction dance

#51
a flash of
lycopodium powder
captures our image

#52
not too salty, not too sweet
Earth’s place in the sun

#53
the massive cost
of renting or buying
a decent home

#54
paper cut moon
through bamboo nigra

#55
virtually viewed
Blackpool illuminations
feel too dry

#56
rain falls as quietly
as lukewarm tears

#57
from poet to warrior
thebrownhijabi
fights for flights from Karachi

#58
sending cat emojis
to each other on the train

#59
when one has hopes
how much more painful
is this world

#60
forget me nots
colonise the Kop

#61
remembering Gandhi
and his stretcher
in the spring of ninety nine

#62
transforming from mouse
to wren as she takes flight

#63
digging a channel tunnel
two sets of engineers
meet half way

#64
the hole in my face
finally repaired

#65
I push my boot
right through the ice
revealing the moon

#66
Wassail! the bowl
is passed around the fire

#67
Minnesota makes history
by broadcasting
the call to prayer

#68
we stop maths for
movement and dance

#69
despite infinite practice
I simply cannot
master skipping

#70
foil rolled between fingers
flattens into rings and nets

#71
searching for scadoxus
a blood diamond for
a blood lily

#72
slumbering dragons teeth
masked in a carpet of green

#73
a patchwork of faces
I see and hear
I just can’t feel anything

#74
Rona’s genome produces
27 proteins

#75
my brother in law can’t wait
to be back on the boat
analysing kelp

#76
I dream of Lina Bo Bardi’s
floating Glass House

#77
locked in a vitrine
forever embracing
the thousand year kiss

#78
the joy of attending
a book launch on zoom

#79
Rieux knows
the bacillus is waiting
in cellars and old papers

#80
grounding lines retreat
as the ice sheets weigh anchor

#81
casting off early
the moon and I
attend dawn chorus

#82
green shoots turning
into beautiful weeds

#83
out on the Brocken
sisters celebrate
Walpurgisnacht

#84
grandad listens to Stormzy
with subtitles

#85
the bastards wheel out
Vera Lynn and send us
to our deaths again

#86
autumn brings
a bittersweet revolution

#87
in all the bangs sparks and fizz
the Catherine wheel’s whir
is my favourite

#88
after mating
the bats hibernate

#89
the artist’s studio
turns into a factory
for face shields

#90
I’m always shocked
by how close Hawaii is

#91
the postmistress
stamps her boots
to remove the snow

#92
the dry skin on my hands
hurts in the chilly wind

#93
the drop in footfall
creates a quiet doorway
to suffer the needle

#94
shafts of sunlight
conjure up Giotto

#95
click & collect only
fish and chips
under the blossom

#96
a ticket to Llandudno
found in my spring jacket

#97
star jumps, pushups
pull ups and squats
thrusting ‘til we drop

#98
the medical officer’s
four coloured BIC pen

#99
traffic lights
moving from red to amber
and back again

#100
on the count of three
she dives into the river