Musings on Mystery Hill
There’s something in the mix
and disarray of stone
that coalesces on
a lifeless hill, this zone
worth scrutinizing twice,
which speaks of sacrifice.
Some early Celtic monk
who wandered mystic seas,
or Amerindian
ascendant, once the freeze
of glacial shock was past—
scenarios are vast.
SYLLABLES AND ESSENTIAL WORDS
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Those of you who are regular readers here already know that in hokku we do
not use a strict syllable count. Many writers of modern haiku still use a
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