The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age

Mr. Smith goes to Washington

Before our haiku master passed away, he left with the knowledge that Trump had won the 2016 election. How galling that must have been for him.

It would be presumptuous to make anybody a witness that can't speak for themselves but I am pretty sure I hear this:

When you mess with me
You provoke your own demise
Water is the wine

Comments

Would you do haiku

The way the new haikus do?

You haiku'd so well.

- rhetorical koan for Mr. Smith

 

Positive haikus

Refresh the soul, leave us cleansed.

("Fuck you!" not so well)


A culture corner

Without Mr. Smith's haikus is

More a cul-de-sac.


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