wistful haikus
1. Warm summer evening
He packs suitcase and one bag:
Left behind with cats.
2. A week stretches out
Dense, wet air presses at me
Small rooms feel too large.
3. He'll see Yellowstone--
Ever since the photograph,
I've longed for that place.
4. Sometimes life ain't fair
Stuck here scooping litterbox
Woe is me haikus.
posted by kStyle @ 10:30 PM
2 Comments:
I never understand haikus, but four of them strung together like this - they start to make some sense.
And yours are sweet.
Thanks, Larry. Oddly, sometimes I feel that haiku is the only poetry I undertand.
If you have any desire to understand haikus, check out "The Essential Haiku", ed. Hass. Haikus began as part of a long series of poems called haikai renga, so in a sense, stacking some haikus together is getting back to the poem's origins.
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