Kristjaan at Carpe Diem has invited us to create a Tan Renga with the given haiku by Ken Gierke. A Tan Renga is a short chained poem written by two poets. It looks very similar to a Tanka, but a Tanka is written by one poet.
With love from Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, Settings: f/4.5, 1/500 s, ISO 100.
The criss-cross waves of high water tell us the tide is turning. Returning to the mouth of the river, the cygnets carry a glimpse of the sea. The pen is doing what she has always done. Prepare her young for the wider world, showing them where and when to feed. Her cob swims quietly by her side, creating an easy slipstream for cygnets who swim behind them. When the current becomes too strong they climb on their mother’s back.
We stand and watch them glide by and thank them for our own glimpse into another world. I am enchanted by their deep communication and understanding. Everything is done in total silence. Neither the cygnets nor their parents make a single sound. All I can hear is our smile.
all by themselves lilies of the valley bloom in nature’s garden
It has been four weeks now, since his pen laid her eggs. While she is on the nest he keeps her safe, patrolling the river. From one bridge to the next, he sees that all is well. He greets familiar faces above the buttercups and shepherd’s purse, the fresh blades of grass. He looks so much better this year, more confident. People stroll along the river bank, to see how he is doing. We all want him to do well. Last year’s eggs never hatched. We are hoping that this year, things will be better.
seagulls flock to guard
a sleeping swan