On Haiku

I love writing haiku.  Moments exploded into a nutshell is how I see them.  Like the hint of the song of a rare bird, the tiniest taste of something exquisite that fires a million thoughts.  Sometimes a haiku appears just like that – fully formed and ready to go.  Other times haiku morph and merge and turn into something unexpected, or with a change of line breaks the meaning is amplified.

I took the ferry today, to the city – it’s a good place and time to find haiku.

I wonder which works best?

1/

leaving thoughts –
on the ferry our flag
twisted around the pole

2/

leaving thoughts on the ferry
our flag twisted
around the pole

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