by Bill Yarrow
Theskywasclear buthowdidtheynotknowthey weredriving intolightning?
This poem appeared in Short, Fast, and Deadly.
Thanks, Joseph Quintela!
Nice-- A form echo of WCW. I like it, Bill. Nothing wasted.
Oh, boy. This brings back bad memories of my Minnesota youth!
Thanks, Sam and Jake, for liking my sentence!
Nice job, Bill.
My chapbook title is laid out this way:
I didn't visualize it that way, but Kai Fierle-Hedrick, the Dusie designer, did, and I like it, am glad of the design.
(Digression, my impulse that so annoys people who like to be annoyed to my annoyance.)
Or maybe not. So my title, I did know, is haiku, off by a single syllable, the last, as is Bill's poem 18 syllables!
Bill's poem (here) strikes me as very fresh in appearance and risk, despite having understood it even in my own poetry, as outlined above. Sam may let me know the WCW poem where he does that, poem or poems.
Bill's take is fresh, I think. *
One note more, the title (that is haiku) is flush right on the book's cover.
What a question that is. I like how the form rushes along like a car. *
Appreciate the nice comments, Gary, Ann and John!
Even looks like lightning.*
Love the implied mini-drama of the piece. Very tight & intense!
Nice strike. Does what it says.
Thanks, Ed and Rachel, for the insightful comments.
Yes, a [perfect meld of form and content with a lot of stories folded inside.
Ha! Love the structure. Off the page it really works ! *
David and Michael: You guys see more in this poem than I do, but I'm very grateful for your enthusiasm for it!