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adelaidesean) wrote2007-11-19 08:53 am
adelaidesean) wrote2007-11-19 08:53 am
normal service will soon resume
Yesterday renga.
Today legendary ex-Adelaide Samurai poet Tim Sinclair and I spar over the difficulty of finding seventeen syllables a day about my mo (as conducted via email between the 13th and 18th of Movember).
Where will it end?
Five hundred and ten tiny syllables, mister! A piece of wee wee!
(me) Them's fightin' words: duel by haiku commences! At arms, wordslingers.
(tim) En Garde, Williams-san! Haijin swarm the castle walls, fisticuffs are drawn....
(me) Have at you, blackguard! Marquess of Queensbury rules I presume, old boy?
(tim) Fair play? Decency? Etiquette? Morality? Wakarimasen!
(me) honour in combat: fleeting as one drop of dew, one cup of sake
(tim) You have killed me dead. Unexpected artiness knocked my socks right off...
(me) sugar on my tongue taste soon becomes aftertaste victory is sweet
Today legendary ex-Adelaide Samurai poet Tim Sinclair and I spar over the difficulty of finding seventeen syllables a day about my mo (as conducted via email between the 13th and 18th of Movember).
Where will it end?
(tim)
no subject
ancient masters of their art:
I bow from the door.