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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Haiku for September 28, 2005
Chilly morning air, the proof of summer's passing- Fall's awakening
What you just wrote is called a senryu. It's got the same form as a haiku, only it's not about a season. Actually, I've been calling some of my senryu "haiku". I guess it's just neo-haiku.
I like your attempt. It reminds me of when I double-check on my fingers the number of syllables I've used for my haiku.
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Classic haiku -- 5,7,5, and you talk about a season! :-] Here's my attempt:
counting his fingers--
the way that an amateur
follows the meter
streamers rising up
dancing in the still warm sun
bright flashes of light
Thom,
Thank you so much for your compliment. :)
Aaron,
What you just wrote is called a senryu. It's got the same form as a haiku, only it's not about a season. Actually, I've been calling some of my senryu "haiku". I guess it's just neo-haiku.
I like your attempt. It reminds me of when I double-check on my fingers the number of syllables I've used for my haiku.
Gretchen,
You're the fractal queen, too! I like yours because I can meditate on them and look for images, just like your "Mickey" fractal.
I must warn you, though. The haiku flu is very catching and there is no antidote. You just might find yourself writing them, too!
Beard,
Your haiku reminds me of my drive to work this morning. It was very foggy and the fog rolled quickly, like "streamers rising up".
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