Or Lorrie Moore's. 😉 Anyway, what I was going to say was this is a really resonant haiku, and also thanks for reminding me of that haiku of Issa's, which is one of my favorites.
I actually posted a slightly different version of this in the comment stream at the Hut. On "unnatural" moons: at the end of <i>Birds of America</i>, if I remember right, the main character, Peter Levi, has a dream in which Kant appears to him and says, "Nature is dead, <i>mein liebchen</i>." So you may be on to something….
Joseph,<br /><br />I like this! I wonder if "season words" have to be modified in our age to reflect these sorts of unnatural "hazy" moons, landscapes.<br /><br />See Don's "Issa's Untidy Hut" for another fabulous Issa haiku, eerily applicable to contemporary Japan.
Or Lorrie Moore's. 😉 Anyway, what I was going to say was this is a really resonant haiku, and also thanks for reminding me of that haiku of Issa's, which is one of my favorites.
I mean Mary McCarthy's <i>Birds of America</i>, of course, not Audubon's!
I actually posted a slightly different version of this in the comment stream at the Hut. On "unnatural" moons: at the end of <i>Birds of America</i>, if I remember right, the main character, Peter Levi, has a dream in which Kant appears to him and says, "Nature is dead, <i>mein liebchen</i>." So you may be on to something….
Joseph,<br /><br />I like this! I wonder if "season words" have to be modified in our age to reflect these sorts of unnatural "hazy" moons, landscapes.<br /><br />See Don's "Issa's Untidy Hut" for another fabulous Issa haiku, eerily applicable to contemporary Japan.