“Every haiku makes a common claim: I
was there! Like Kilroy with his nose over the fence.”
“... haiku contain a
moment in time caught in the amber of the poet's attention and the
poem's words. It is the only genre fully devoted to setting down a
simple observation in the here-and-now so as to produce in the reader
a little gasp. In honoring small events by italicizing moments in
time, haiku should remind us of the multitude of forgotten moments,
past and present, that surround each perfectly arrested one. The
stop-time instant at the heart of haiku might be said to offer
resistance to the remorseless powers of forgetfulness.”
midday heat
soldiers on both sides
roll up their sleeves
- Lenard D Moore
soldiers on both sides
roll up their sleeves
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