I wrote the previous entry and was about to post it when I had a slap-my-forehead moment. No, you idiot, a haiku is 5/7/5, not 7/5/7. But I didn't feel like revising so I posted it anyway, thinking one of you would identify it as an example of the whatchamacallit form.
But none of you did. So let's just call it the reverse-haiku.
Monday, August 6, 2018
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That's funny. I knew it wasn't quite a haiku, but it didn't occur to me to think it was something else. I just accepted it as a poem. I love the reverse-haiku, a new form.
ReplyDeleteI thought you were just being rebellious.
ReplyDeleteI thought it was a Trumpian haiku.
ReplyDeleteI think I want to write a reverse haiku myself, now.
ReplyDeleteOr it could be an truncated tanka....
ReplyDeleteI didn't even see it as a haiku. :) I break forms all the time because sometimes it is better
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