Concrete towers block
early sunlight; in shadows,
homeless clean their nails.
------ "No, the was no way out and no one can imagine what the evenings in prisons are like"
Camus, from L'étranger
The following comments are for "Toronto Morning, September '96" by commercialends
I seen it.
I think it is very perspicuous and its punchline is well-delivered.
I think this haiku captures the way I see the Canada's Socialist system - I do believe the homeless own vanity tables and log cabins on Georgian Bay.
Posted by: Teflon [Member] On: February 9, 2005
Very nice piece. And shows that haiku can be found in any setting.
Also, I must thank you. I clicked onto your member page and followed one of your comments to Joel Murray's "White Space", which kicked some serious ass. Otherwise, I'd never have read it.
P.S. to Teflon: Geez, you're all heart. Them damn lucky Canadian homeless commies.
Posted by: gomarsoap [Member] On: February 9, 2005
This haiku reminded me specifically of 3 homeless men:
one an eccentric ex-professor living on the streets of Ann Arbor, refusing mental drugs and owning a mailbox as well as a mint-condition Benz in storage;
a leader of a Can-Am homeless group, himself long time ago having lived in the huge, abandoned Detroit Railroad Station, also having started a web site replete with e-mail accounts for his fellow vagrant citizens;
a younger homeless man who played on the same soccer team with Pele, having coached Toronto high schools, for the past 5-6 years enjoying the unlimited welcome of St. Andrew shelter in Ann Arbor, breakfasting at the glitzy student cafes, impressing wanna-be writers with his mastery of 58 languages.
Aren't homeless cool?
Posted by: Teflon [Member] On: February 10, 2005
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