Remember when you kissed me?
Sixty years ago:
Memory’s the first to go.
Soft magnetic lips.
“Here’s something to think about”:
You leaned in and said,
For Judith Westerfield whose unique haiku started the ball rolling. And once it started it just wouldn’t stop. I told her that her haiku sounded reverse-engineered. When she asked what in the world that meant, I explained that it seemed to beautifully invert the common order of things. But then she got me thinking about what a reverse-engineered haiku would look like if it was a form :
“I think perhaps a “reverse-engineered haiku” (if it really WAS a form) would perhaps be three lines of 7-5-7 syllables? Or maybe would be written backwards? Hmm…might have to try one of those out.”
So this is my take on a reverse-engineered haiku. What’s yours?