The tour is over. The tour continues. bit.ly/FREAKSTREAM *** Thursday I walked up Broadway with a friend who writes haiku. He explained: *** Modern haiku is not about the syllables Just capturing time *** Look right. Now look left. Just describe. No metaphor So, I said, like this? *** Plywood post no bills UPS truck stopped idling A schnapps bottle falls *** Pretty good! he said (We didn't drink the schapps, BTW.) (The man in front of us dropped it) (Like a leaf into the river) *** But that is simile, not haiku And my friend was just being polite It wasn't pretty good *** Looking at Wikipedia this morning I hear what my first draft was missing. Kireji: the cutting word. *** In the SECRET ROOM: More non-haiku from Thursday And the cutting word *** But first, a poem I read yesterday that I really liked: LOVER OF CARS by Olivia Sokolowski.
