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  1. Bad dream?

    *maniacal laughter*
    =)

    Also, you couldn’t have paired your haiku with a more perfect print for today. I’ve always loved autumn, but the older I get the more I love Halloween.

    empty
    fields under
    flowing white sheets

    Your haiku reminds of me of how spooky haiku can be. Also makes me think of of one of my favorites from Buson:

    In the bedroom, stepping
    on my dead wife’s comb:
    a peircing chill.

    Now I’m wondering what relatively morbid writers like Poe or Shirley Jackson might have done with a haiku had they infused it with own senses of the chilling.

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    • I’m flattered that you like it!

      I actually never knew that about Buson’s poem. That cracks me up, but it makes total sense given Buson’s painterly and dramatic tendencies.

      The idea that it didn’t happen per se, but that he could see it happening…

      The comb haiku is almost cinematic. It’s like a scene right out of a horror movie. So good!

      I love the creepy scarecrow imagery in yours btw (I’ve always been a bit freaked out by them). It neatly addresses that gray and foggy space between a lapse in memory and a lapse in reality.

      At any rate, thanks for the poetic thrills and chills, Patrick.

      Happy Halloween!

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