Why Haiku?

Well, they're short. And I'm lazy.

No, I'm kidding. I really don't think I am lazy (though some of my thrusting, go-getting friends might disagree).

It's more the Zen thing, the quiet discipline of distilling a scene or a thought into a few simple images, artfully juxtaposing them...... and keeping track of the bloody syllable count. It's not as easy as it looks. Yet it is strangely restful, meditative, therapeutic. I've been writing quite a lot of them recently (not quite the one-a-day that an American writer friend of mine aims for, but quite a lot).


Counting syllables
Soothes me. I almost forget
How much I miss you.