I've never liked haikus. Perhaps all those seventh grade composition assignments just drained it out of me. But recently in my creative writing class, our professor asked us to keep a haiku journal. And so I did. And I fell in love.
With Basho.
The magic is you have to cover it up and read it slowly, savoring every last delicious imagery. Let it surprise you.
Here are a few of my favorites:
Don't Imitate Me
Don't imitate me;
It's as boring
as the two halves of a melon.
I'm a Wanderer
I'm a wanderer
so let that be my name -
the first winter rain.
Ungraciously
Ungraciously, under
a great soldier's empty helmet,
a cricket sings.
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