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As real life cheer swills down the toilet like a teenagers confiscated hash, I find that nostalgia for the good times doesn't so much fill me, as bend me over and make me its bitch. This may explain my recent outburst on another thread, that some of you may have seen.
In this spirit, I propose a re-visiting of the Haiku. For those unfamiliar with the technical requirements or spiritual purpose of these bento boxes of lyricism, I have researched Japanese texts from the last 750 years to bring you the following:
quote: Haiku-poems can describe almost anything, but you seldom find themes which are too complicated for normal PEOPLE's recognition and understanding. Some of the most thrilling Haiku-poems describe daily situations in a way that gives the reader a brand new experience of a well-known situation
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Those who doubt whether the humble Haiku (The New Rock and Roll) can be thrilling need only examine the form that they traditionally take:
quote: Haiku-poems consist of respectively 5, 7 and 5 syllables in three units. In japanese, this convention is a must, but in english, which has variation in the length of syllables, this can sometimes be difficult.
..difficult, but certainly not impossible for those burning with a furnace of raw spiritual energy. So. In keeping with the rigid structure of the artform itself, I meekly propose that any haikus submitted should be themed around some of the threads that we have enjoyed in recent times. Alternatively, don't bother, and do what you like. This isn't Stalinist Russia! LOL!
I'll email off some of the best to the Japanese Embassy, and win us all a chance to win me a trip to the Land of The Ridiculous Gameshow.
I can only insult the noble tradition with my own foetid abortion:
France for one pound The white wind steals chatter Where are the life vests.
[ 25.11.2004, 06:14: Message edited by: Dr. Benway ]
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Don't bother to read Me. I neither rhyme nor scan. Lazy fucking Japs.
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Mummy, can I play? No dear, you can’t count Over five, can you.
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