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Aug 11, 2011, 11:37am

You have all read the Cat's thread

only three lines
just 17 syllables
and no second language.

Karai Senryu (18th century)

Now the man has a child
He knows all the names
Of the local dogs

In the beautiful women,
Somewhere or other
His wife finds flaws

A horse farts
Four or five suffer
On the ferry-boat

Watanabe Suiha (1882-1946)

Waves on the ebb,
Sound fading away:
Autumn evening.

The noisy cricket
Soaks up the moonbeams
On the wet Lawn.

Harry Sekitei (186-1951)

Stepping on a tendril,
A whole hill of dew
Begins to move.

Warm and snug,
Ageing in his sleep,
The paddy snail.

Anonymous (21st century)

Festival of jazz
Kindle in the cafe
Champagne on the Boulevard.

Aug 11, 2011, 12:00pm

I like the Karai Senryus, bas.

Edited: Aug 11, 2011, 1:07pm

I am trying to remember a Basho from my parents' volume of translations. It ended, I think, "an echo follows." Something about a well? I loved it.

Aug 11, 2011, 4:30pm

Dreck on the skittle
Larry will arrive later
Fire, though, is snuffed out

Edited: Aug 11, 2011, 7:46pm

Perhaps this voiceless
Wanderer dreams
Of flowers....
Butterfly dozer


Aug 11, 2011, 7:53pm

Right on Rick. I thought you might be tempted

A few more from Karai Senryu for Peter

Zen Priest,
Meditation finished,
Looking for fleas.

After he's scolded
His wife too much
He cooks the rice.

In the whole village
The husband alone
Does not know of it

As he enters the house
A whiff of murder-
The quack-doctor.

Aug 11, 2011, 9:48pm

oh bas what a great idea. I love that Suiha, more please!

the 17 syllables arranged in lines of 5-7-5 applies of course to haiku in the japanese. Most of the translations I have been reading have four lines like Peter's in >5 PeterKein:.

More Basho:
from The Records of a weather exposed skeleton:

Over the darkened sea
only the voice of a flying duck
is visible
in soft white

with a hat on my head
and straw sandals on my feet
I met on the road
the end of the year

wild sparrows
in a patch of yellow rape
pretending to admire
the flowers

Aug 11, 2011, 10:27pm

the haiku is a faint gash inscribed upon time
Empire of Signs

Edited: Oct 8, 2011, 10:00am

time eroded to smooth
cuttlefish skip the parade
life springs autumnal

Al Suzyu

Aug 12, 2011, 6:37pm

Otomo Tabito (665-731)
in praise of sake

In calling it "sage"
That splendid sage
Of long ago - how right he was

What the seven sages, too,
Long ago craved and craved
was sake above all

Sooner than be a man,
I'd be a sake jar
Soaking in sake

Even a priceless jewel
How can it excel
A rough cup of sake

Calm and knowing ways -
These are not for me
Instead I'd rather weep
Sake-sodden tears

Aug 12, 2011, 8:33pm

Laughing at Myself

by 'Gaki'

One spot alone
Left glowing in the dark
My snotty nose

Akutagawa's haiku name was Gaki. On July 23, 1927, he wrote the haiku above, gave the poem to his aunt and asked her to deliver it the next morning to the family doctor, who was also a haiku poet. Then Akutagawa killed himself by drinking poison.

Aug 12, 2011, 8:35pm

>3 slickdpdx:

Slick, I skimmed my entire copy of The Narrow Road to the Deep North, but couldn't find it there.

This one, however, piqued my interest:

A male cat
Passed through the hole
In the broken hearth
To meet his mistress

I didn't know cats had mistresses! Can a dog get a mistress?

Aug 13, 2011, 8:12pm

Konishi Raizan (1654-1716)

Girls planting Paddy:
Only their song
Free of the mud

Spring Breeze -
How white the heron
Among the pines!

Ishida Hakyo (born 1913)

Sparrows scurrying
As if storm-mounted
Scudding over fields

Sick-room window
Lacquered over
With grey winter cloud

Dead fly husk
Lies by my sleeve
As if in waiting.

Aug 14, 2011, 12:27am

More! More!

Aug 14, 2011, 8:03am

Jack Kerouac

Empty baseball field
a robin
hops along the bench

After the shower
among the drenched roses
the bird thrashing in the bath.

Following each other
my cats stop
when it thunders.

The bottoms of my shoes
are clean
from walking in the rain

Edited: Oct 8, 2011, 10:00am

flattering droplets
intent upon their vacuum
confused ambient

Al Suzyu

Aug 14, 2011, 3:33pm

Haikus have always been difficult for (while I have friends who like to write them about chips in the Mexican restaurant), so this one has always been my favorite:

haikus are easy
but sometimes they don't make sense

Edited: Aug 14, 2011, 4:55pm

Rick, I like confused ambient.

bibliolee8 - yes you have got the hang of it.

Aug 14, 2011, 4:53pm

Uejima Onitsura (1661-1738)

It's summer; then
'Oh, let's have winter
Some men say

To know the plums,
own your heart
And own your nose.

Come, come, I say
But the firefly
Goes on its way.

Trout leaping
On the river-bed
Clouds floating

Aug 14, 2011, 5:30pm

Bobby Shaftoe

Two tires fly. Two wail.
A bamboo grove, all chopped down.
From it, warring songs.

Antenna searches
Retriever's nose in the wind
Ether's far secrets.

The leaves of Shanghai:
Pale doorways in a steel sky.
Winter has begun.

Edited: Aug 14, 2011, 9:50pm

Breaking the silence
Of an old pond
a frog jumped into water
a deep resonance.

This poem was written by our master on a spring day. He was sitting in his riverside house in Edo, bending his ears to the cooing of the a pigeon in the quiet rain. There was a mild wind in the air, and one or two petals of cherry blossom were falling gently to the ground. It was the kind of day you often have in late March - so perfect you want it to last forever. Now and then in the garden was heard the sound of frogs jumping into the water. Our master was deeply immersed in meditation, but finally he came out with the second half of the poem:

A frog jumped into water
a deep resonance.

One of the disciples sitting with him immediately suggested for the first half of the poem:

Amidst the flowers
Of the yellow rose.

Our master thought for a while but finally decided on

Breaking the silence
of an ancient pond.

The disciple's suggestion is admittedly picturesque and beautiful, but our master's choice, being simple, contains more truth in it. It is only he who has dug deep into the mystery of the universes that can choose a phrase like this.

from Kuzu no Matsubara, a collection of critical essays by Shiko (student of Basho), early 18th C.

Aug 15, 2011, 8:57am

Night dreams of avid arms
O Chinnaswamy
talonted budgie

Aug 15, 2011, 9:35pm

This one's been on my profile page for a while now:

The swallow
Turns a somersault;
What has it forgotten?


Aug 15, 2011, 9:45pm

Oh, I love that one.

Aug 17, 2011, 7:11pm

rice well fermented
side slog fore of a dazed dog
wooden slatted walls


Aug 17, 2011, 10:09pm

Bitten by fleas and lice,
I slept in a bed,
A horse urinating all the time,
Close to my pillow.

- another Haiku-esque work of Basho's

Aug 20, 2011, 12:55pm

Haiku by John Brandi

after the rain
bomb craters filled
with stars

autumn dusk
a bobbing branch
where the crow has flown

coyote's Charlie Parker

so cold
naming the stars
to keep warm

thinking of retirement
he realizes
he never had a job

wake in a new land
water music
from swaying bamboo

Aug 24, 2011, 5:10pm

"It's the east wind blowing"
They say as they walk
Master and servant

The bridge broken
And men on the bank:
Summer moon

On the dust heap
Morning glory flowering:
Late Autumn

A chilling moon
As I walk alone:
Clatter of the bridge.

Tan Taigi (1709-71) he campaigned to free haiku from vulgarity.

Aug 24, 2011, 5:47pm

ducks meet dawn darkly
bubbles, submerged, rising--OH!
dawn's imperfect heave


Aug 25, 2011, 5:07pm

In the utter silence
Of a temple
A cicada's voice alone
Penetrates the rocks

- Basho again

Aug 27, 2011, 8:23pm

old neighbourhood:
welcomed back by
my graffiti

fire drill:
as soon as she gets outside
she lights up

morning tai chi
& the first kangaroo
motionless too

at the news-stand
today’s truths stacked up
taller than me

at dusk
moths gather
to the painting

the song of bees
turning weeds
to honey

Ross Clark

Aug 28, 2011, 3:04pm

The moth-wing silence
drains the minds of thoughts aloft
while stones grovel still


Sep 1, 2011, 1:24pm

list of lists alist
air shuddering gracefully
who done, who done gone?

Sep 3, 2011, 4:39am

bees dropping like flies
stingers madly testing air
Taro eats honey


Edited: Sep 4, 2011, 1:50am

Dear Group, with a special note to #3 slick... and #12 Sandydog1.

The version of the Basho Haiku I am using is:

By the translator Jane Reichhold

#3. Just going by the sounds, this is the best I could come up with (number 539 in the book)

the water's source
in an ice cavern if I ask
the willow

I suggest this because of the sounds and because when I looked for #12's "A male cat/passed through the hole/..."

I found (number 72)

a cat's wife
visited so frequently
the oven crumbles

Which, though it looks quite different, is, (going by the notes at the back of the book) the same story.

I guess translation (especially of a pared down "poem") is
difficult and has many interpretations.

Thanks for encouraging me to "skim" through BASHO.


Sep 4, 2011, 5:33pm

rice paddies in winter
the dragonfly slides alone
where is evil now?


Edited: Sep 4, 2011, 6:21pm

Night growing late:
Sound of charcoal
Broken on charcoal.

Oh, this hectic world -
Three whole days unseen
The cherry blossom!

Bad-tempered, I got back:
Then, in the garden
The willow-tree.

I look at the light:
Yes, there is a wind,
This night of snow.

OSHIMA RYOTA (1718-87)

Sep 5, 2011, 1:29pm

The wind gathers snow
jealous lover of the light
gentle is the fool


Sep 7, 2011, 10:59am

Alsuzyu, from From a Ditch along the Tokkaido

What you call a breast
I call the highest mountain
A cave is a cave

Akiko, my friend,
does not have a snake down there
Why hate Akiko?

Born naked: the beach
Gentle ocean breeze stiffens
She has three nipples?

When you said broken
I laughed, but then you farted
Am i your mason?

Intestinal words
vocal chords filter the best
Others need no lips

A gift of rice:
the glorious Tokkaido
Finally clean feet

Translating Haiku
Will this work in English? eh?
My sewer speaks ngrsh

Eyes slide wide of me
I am not a carbuncle
I also have two eyes

Wisdom of nature
Rogue wave: Cormorant--take that!
Look darling: seagulls

I say, crabs don't walk
So, Wise One, how then do crabs move?
I say, crabs don't walk

Sep 9, 2011, 2:51pm

Oh Haiku--Wherr you?
Is a Haiku thread too long
by definition?

Sep 11, 2011, 10:21pm

Rick, can you give us some info on Alsuzyu?

How beautiful it is
the snow on the ground
and the cloud in the west
That brings more of it.


In the autumn wind
There will at least be
A lotus to sit on
For eternal peace.

Kasho, haiku written on the death of Issho

Sep 12, 2011, 12:30pm

Alsuzyu, or Al, as i call him, is an eternal decadent who believed that though the decadence of urban Japan was centuries ahead of its time it remained in the lead because it, decadence, is a phenomenological constant. His years were heteronymic with Pessoa's.

Sep 12, 2011, 12:36pm

Under the same spell (a hip-gnosis) but not the same results.

Sep 12, 2011, 12:39pm

With passoa here
can hetaerism
be far behind?

Sep 12, 2011, 12:55pm

With Porius here
can consonants not make love
at words' geneses?

Sep 12, 2011, 2:12pm

By far the best translation:

A lonely pond in age-old stillness sleeps . . .
Apart, unstirred by sound or motion . . . till
Suddenly into it a lithe frog leaps.

but I have a better one, I believe,

oh angry pond with ancient water some from rain some from underground springs (get it, springs?)
still, my ass, keep an eye on that bastard frog
Fuck you!

Sep 13, 2011, 3:11am

Frog wonders: new pond?
Surface still as a mirror
Better not to jump


Sep 13, 2011, 3:56am

thanks rick. Al sounds very interesting,. and great great link from slick there!

Sep 13, 2011, 11:44pm

Thanks #46,

Old Guido reads
contemplates amphibian
wet frog

Sorry about that chief :-)

Edited: Sep 14, 2011, 3:58am

Snow stopped sliding down
Crater cradles the full moon
Cold lava rising

Alsuzyu (from From a Ditch...)

Sep 14, 2011, 8:28am

You fell down here, too?
I don't plan to leave this ditch
Did she want sorrow?

Alsuzyu (from F...)

Sep 14, 2011, 4:27pm

>52 RickHarsch: finally an interlocutor!

Sep 14, 2011, 5:18pm

yeah, but as i read
it I infer that she left
him quite abruptly

Sep 14, 2011, 5:19pm

Martini sent you, dint he?
Well, give me a light

Sep 14, 2011, 5:28pm


Sep 17, 2011, 3:26pm

Cloven prints in stone
Staccato farts stun fascists
Against the wall sir

Sep 17, 2011, 4:31pm

Alsuzyu's having a rough day.

Sep 17, 2011, 4:36pm

Moo, or Mu

Sep 17, 2011, 9:43pm

Your Haiku is sublime, Sickie-Rickie.

Sep 18, 2011, 11:46am

That is a good one.

Edited: Sep 20, 2011, 12:44pm

Haiku on the mountaintop
Haiku in the dell
Death becames the hookydook

Sep 20, 2011, 5:02pm

Hookydooky doc
haiku fell into Gene's crock
death becomes fatal

Sep 20, 2011, 6:49pm


Winter copse
The moon piercing
To the very marrow


Snow melting
Deep in the hill-mist
A crow cawing

I light the lamp
And even the back
Of the plum-flowers is seen

Autumn hills:
Here and there
Smoke is rising

Mournful wind:
Night after night
The moon wanes


Rain of a winter storm:
Horns locked as they jostle,
Oxen in the meadow.

Sep 21, 2011, 11:17pm

"Autumn evening--
it's no light thing,
being born a man"

- Kobayashi Issa

Sep 22, 2011, 7:04am

thirty one views left
In humility I bow
before the finite

Al Suzyu

Oct 6, 2011, 4:58pm

Clouds framing out snow
Al Suzyu suspects a trick
My paint brush is gone

Al Suzyu

Edited: Oct 8, 2011, 10:07am

selections from Al Suyu's collection MAKE ME:

It must be random
automatic writing___________ word
haiku haiku hai

(the original doesn't have the underscores but I couldn't get word to stay away from writing)

Strictures cannot force
the words from Jiva’s inner
self, but I see that

tradition has three
Jiva has infinity
this IS easier

Jiva came to bed
She never says no to me
Yet I have no wife

Oct 8, 2011, 10:06am

belated reply to Porius (#44)

with Pissoa there
can the ass burns from heaters
be left behind us?

Oct 13, 2011, 4:01am

Shame, this thing is called
Shame. I often think about shame
What is this thing shame?

Al Suzyu

Oct 13, 2011, 12:29pm

Don't ask a politician. Not ONE of em.

Oct 13, 2011, 4:33pm

Al Suzyu WAS a politician, mayor for three terms of a small town on that southernmost Island.

Oct 13, 2011, 5:16pm

No wonder he had such a hard time figuring out what shame was!

Nov 4, 2011, 9:35am

Different alike
replicas of the same things

Al Suzyu

Nov 4, 2011, 9:37am

Tree seeds that wear hats
What if they all worked harder?
Hats stick without glue

Al Suzyu

Nov 6, 2011, 7:57am

I found dread crawling
behind slitherings of angst
I had lost the race

Al Suzyu (original translated by Al Suzyu himself)

Nov 6, 2011, 11:13am

race not quite begun
angst before slatherings
crawling I found dread

Baal Sez-hoo

Edited: Nov 6, 2011, 4:16pm

Persian Baal Sezhu
wrote one terrible Haiku

Nov 7, 2011, 7:45pm

I never paid off
my student loans because an
asshole threatened me

Nov 7, 2011, 7:52pm

80: lqarl

Jan 15, 2012, 8:35am

I can see futures
White men go on a rampage
I am a Buddhist

Al Suzyu

Jan 15, 2012, 7:03pm

The world of dew is
A world of dew.....and you,
And yet.......

My home, where all I touch,
Or try, bears as bloom
A briar.

Thin little frog,
Don't give in
Issa is here, you know.


Jan 16, 2012, 2:55am

I love that self-referential touch

Edited: Feb 16, 2012, 4:29am

why has hai...haiku
gone out of fashion when I
know your vase is cracked?

Al Suzyu

Feb 15, 2012, 11:23pm

Al Suzyu rocks!

Feb 16, 2012, 5:02am

Lava in my hand
Could this be broken liquid?
What, then, is a rock?

Al Suzyu

Feb 23, 2012, 7:36am

Writing a poem
in seventeen syllables
is very diffic-

I've seen this in different versionsvand attributed to different people. Anyone know who the author is?

Mar 11, 2012, 7:08pm

Wretched, rank, and sad
Can I ignore this woman?
She refutes herself

Al Suzyu

Edited: Nov 10, 2012, 5:55am

marsupials...hmmm...for what?
bottle openers

Al Suzyu

Nov 25, 2012, 6:52pm

Many years have passed
Some of them made up of days
You stay--I will go

Al Suzyu

Nov 27, 2012, 6:22pm

To stay or to go
that's the question
for something completely different.

Nov 28, 2012, 5:16pm

Yes you must leave now
take what you want though, baby,
blue skies fold like cranes

Al Suzyu

Nov 28, 2012, 5:41pm

Don't follow leaders
watch the pay and display
Rita blowin in the wind

Edited: Nov 30, 2012, 5:54pm

5-7-5 Bas, even in my translations of Al Suzyu

So, maybe

Follow leaders? No.
Watch Rita display her pay
Blowin in the wind

Nov 30, 2012, 11:26am

Teach English a must
behold beer or wine making
piss floating downstream.

Nov 30, 2012, 9:43pm

Ripple in still water
Where there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow


Dec 6, 2012, 8:14pm

Saxophone playing
the breath of reed in the wind
noise startles beetles.

Edited: Feb 17, 2013, 1:38pm

Revenge of beetles
reed all about it, mister
allegro: vibrate!

Dec 7, 2012, 7:31pm

Iko iko nay
jokomo feena ah nay
grandma's flags on fire.

Dec 8, 2012, 2:28am

piss on that fucker
fire burns when grandma is hot
iko iko yay

Dec 8, 2012, 2:58pm

My Salon-boy seez your Salon-boy
Sittin' by the fie-oh
My Salon-boy say ta you Salon-boy
Gonna fix yo chicken wie-oh

aiko-aiko all day

Dec 8, 2012, 4:53pm

now that is class

Dec 8, 2012, 6:09pm

there was a young girl was named bright
whose speed was much pfaster than light
she departed one day
in the usual way
and came round the previous night

Dec 10, 2012, 6:48pm

Madness strikes again
New mirror in the bathroom
Reflections on life

Jan 13, 2013, 4:32pm

Mishima--you Jap!
What is all this seppuku?
we have Asahi

Feb 7, 2013, 2:05am

A dry martini
Off with his head, samurai
Today I sleep in

(after al Suzyu)

Feb 7, 2013, 2:23am

Time to publish is what it is with these.

Feb 7, 2013, 4:17am

time to publish these?
hidden like a prisoner
no constipation

al Suzyu

Edited: Feb 17, 2013, 1:37pm

Hah! Publication
is for the birds, like robins
millipede book mark

al Suzyu, from his collection Haiku for the Westerner

Feb 17, 2013, 1:49pm

All for one: ego
All for two: folie a deux
The estate of Shinroku

al Suzyu, from Make Me

Feb 17, 2013, 2:04pm

I do not like blinding walls
Nothing is zero

al Suzyu, from Make Me

Feb 17, 2013, 2:21pm

I love lillies, Linnaeus
What weed has my crotch?

al Suzyu, from From a Ditch...

Edited: Feb 17, 2013, 2:22pm

See the bullet train
How can water be called straight?
Heron in the sky

al Suzyu, from From a Ditch...

Feb 22, 2013, 2:02am

Good combination
white horses covered with snow
get it, papasan?

Apr 9, 2013, 3:02am

Do not be vulgar
Arrows shot from a new bow
Put your head back on!

al Suzyu

Edited: Apr 30, 2013, 8:59am

Flesh is human skin
nudity is beautiful
thank you for the bombs

al suzyu, from A collection of the Political Haiku of Al Suzyu

May 1, 2013, 7:19am

Life of a courtier
Sprezzatura for all time
Ends in deception

The Book of the Courtier

May 1, 2013, 6:54pm

I loved a courtier
folds in all the right places
heartbeats were hidden

al suzyu

May 2, 2013, 7:49pm

Absurd, Camus said
Irrational unfeeling universe
Revolt! Heart on sleeve.

Jun 11, 2013, 8:01pm

Droning Greeks you say?
Cicadas bruising the gorse
Drachma dirigibles.

Jun 11, 2013, 9:09pm

Drachma dirigibles! hats off...now let me leaf through my Al Suzyu

Jun 11, 2013, 9:10pm

Emperor, nice hat
Please sir, can you lend me a dime
Hats in a rice field

Al Suzyu

Jul 1, 2013, 4:39pm

Japanese baseball
Time to stop thinking and sleep
Hiroshima Carp

Al Suzyu

Jul 1, 2013, 6:22pm

Carpe diem man
Just get me to the next base
Hiroshima dead.

Jul 1, 2013, 6:31pm

Al Suzyu would have loved it.

Jul 1, 2013, 6:31pm

The bride lay crumpled
The wheel barrow rolled swiftly
Time escaped again

Al Suzyu

Jul 1, 2013, 6:32pm

Birds in the sky OH
Birds flap their wings in flight OH
What OH is bereft?

Al Suzyu

Jul 1, 2013, 6:32pm

Thick fog rings the pond
Imagine it was a frog
Silence rings the pond

Al Suzyu

Jul 1, 2013, 6:33pm

Children on the road
Man and woman on the road
My home is the ditch

Al Suzyu

Jul 1, 2013, 6:33pm

Suddenly no wind
The moths came without warning
I am a statue

Al Suzyu

Jul 1, 2013, 6:34pm

Uncle Ho Chi Minh
The NLF is winning
Children die each day

From his Viethaiku

Jul 1, 2013, 6:35pm

Dien bien phu
The first man-made volcano
Dien bien phu!

Al Suzyu from his Viethaiku

Jul 1, 2013, 6:36pm

I read of napalm
And set my poems on fire
Words burned into skin

Al Suzyu from his Viethaiku

Jul 1, 2013, 7:22pm

Not quite awake for
early morning dentistry
it still fucking hurts

Edited: Jul 4, 2013, 9:18am

Thinking of haiku
would bass swim in southern France?
Whaiku not Baswood

Jul 4, 2013, 9:09am

She rattled past me
Wheels as bones and bones as wheels
Tidiness repels

The dog in the ditch
The dog in the ditch was dead
Dead dog in the ditch

Al Suzyu, both from Ditch on the Tokkaido Road

Jul 4, 2013, 9:11am

Terrifying light
Ungainly movements of sound
Fronds shelter my ditch

Al Suzyu

Jul 4, 2013, 9:14am

Thanks America
How little we knew we know
Expansive kindness

Al Suzyu from Complete Political Haiku, reprinted from Haiku for Westerners

Jul 4, 2013, 9:17am

Zero Japs: the goal
Jap zeros: nip the nippers
Nip on my Nippon

Al Suzyu, same as above

Jul 4, 2013, 9:17am

Rain drops in droplets
Microcosmic violence
Look out: giant frogs!

Al Suzyu

Jul 4, 2013, 9:36am

H G Wells on wheels
Bicycling Casanova
Lock up your daughters!

Jul 4, 2013, 10:00am

My three free daughters
ledbelly, my girl, my girl
head in driver's wheel

Jul 4, 2013, 10:47am

Blues how do you do
saturates my driving wheel
Good morning! schoolgirl

Edited: Jul 5, 2013, 3:43pm

Naughty. (Ledbelly: the blues ain't nothin but a woman on a weak man's mind)

Jul 16, 2013, 7:18am

Sunshine politics
Nagasaki visits me
Are my dreams neutral?

Al Suzyu

Jul 22, 2013, 9:43am

Grotesque Bakhtin time
Defecating harlequin
Circus carnival

Rab C Nesbitt. True
Rabelasian hero
Drink to me only

Jul 22, 2013, 2:19pm

you have my attention...i go to look up Rab

Jul 24, 2013, 7:25pm


Jul 24, 2013, 8:24pm

have yet to watch, but it looks great

Jul 27, 2013, 9:50am

Proud Parisian pimps
Fondle foolish Flummery
Alors ze coq bleu

Greedy Greeks go down
Ovoide memory plane lists
Europe turns anew

Blasoning away
In no sense morosophic
Enlightenment came

Edited: Jul 27, 2013, 12:41pm

Merkeled Greeks, pimpled,
avoiding death, Metaxas
enlightened my ass

NOT al Suzyu

And I must add not in bascompetition rather baspiration

Aug 14, 2013, 10:05am

Al Suzyu believes
Not in black and white
But Manichean

Al Suzyu believes
Neither love nor hate
Organisms live

Al Suzyu believes
Atom bombs are redundant,
the species long dead

Al Suzyu belives
Baseball is the afterlife
Joyful, wood meets hide