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Not-a-Haiku
about Haiku
Only a Japanese master can
shape happy words
To fall upon the earth like
soft spring rain
Choreographing merry rivulets
Through which Ame-no-Usume
dances the dawn
Only a Japanese master can take
a leaf
As a page of the Emperor’s great
book
And taste it, hear it, touch
it, sing of it
And in it see the completion of
the world
Only a Japanese master can
wield
Kireji, On, and Kigo
as a sword
(In
this context “master” is gender-neutral)
