3/12/10

Nobuyuki Yuasa’s discussion of the use of ugly words, “haigon,” in haiku tradition (see the responses to “In Search of Himiko’s Palace”) touches on a debate I’ve been having with myself over whether to post a new poem. I’m so starved for any sign of spring in the city that even the smallest things cheer me up. Even what might be the Yuckiest Kigo Ever:

Warm sun! First fucked-out
condoms on the sidewalk!
Can spring be far behind?

Maybe I need to get out of New York for a little while…