Haiku ?
What you want ISN’T POETRY
Nor, is what you are making . Its a crossword puzzle!
Restricted,
confined
not necessarily useless, but unwanted by the rest of us.
What I want is
not poetry .
ITS A
SOAPBOX ,
not respected
Obeyed !
(Don’t expect us to revel in your artificial cleverness. I can’t candy coat my sledgehammer for the smug little puzzle palace where people confuse compression with clarity and restraint with relevance or innovation. )
It’s not the form that’s brilliant . Neither is a form that hinders it. It’s the purported slickness of mediocrity pretending to be insight.
Like rain-slick ****: shiny on top, but still just ****** over processed garbage.
No real expression had syllable count as its impetus !
Yor lame brevity without weight is really just laziness and incompetence . What should have been a paragraph hacked to death isn’t automatically profound. It’s like handing someone a bag of bread crumbs and saying, “Enjoy your gourmet sandwich.”
Most real writers can and do enjoy words and or at least a complete thought with actual depth..
Why do you Want to mimic Basho, any way ? Are you a scared feckless samurai boy toy trapped in a ***** house that serves tea ? Are you socially stunted and rambling through a whispering ******* zen garden ?
Are you being forced to pretend enjoyment in polite torture or can you not tell poetry from sudoku?
Emasculated wannabe samurai-boy’s at tea-party about to turn ****,
crybaby
daddy issues
art act,
much ?
It makes no sense to keep perpetuating this nonsense in any other language but Japanese, and even then its pretty bad . Their language counts on mora, not syllables. What we’re doing in English is cosplay haiku, vomiting it into fortune-cookie cosplay: "pond, frog, splash, deep meaning" as if chopping up a Hallmark card makes it wise. Your word-count anorexia shouldn't be allowed to be mistaken for artistry.
