Vuvuzelas: The Haiku

It’s my turn to compliment Jack on a nice turn of phrase, one I’m now going to adapt to yet another haiku, which, as anybody can tell you, is easier than writing a novel.

Summer sun-swollen

Dead horse abuzz with blowflies

Conjures the World Cup.

Not beautiful,” is Sara’s opinion. She could be right. But, hey. There are already enough haiku-ish conventions without some rule it’s also got to be beautiful.

The illustration is from David M. Hart’s webpage, “War and Art.”

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