walking with purpose
a man in a deerstalker cap
is carrying a gun
This almost threatening haiku is my first idea of something suitable in response to Prof. David McMurray's request to readers, at Asahi Shimbun, to submit haiku about people returning to work after the holidays. It's an interesting and varied subject to think about.
bullet train driver
his spectacles left at the station
peering into the fog
I wonder what happened to that guy. You may remember that his train was suddenly stopped when he radioed-in that he couldn't see. He'd travelled about 12 miles, picking up speed, with several hundred passengers on board, before he realized he had a problem, as I recall.
The Forbidden Tree - Rose Ausländer
Naked Lunch - Williams Burroughs (abandoned - heavy going being too repetitive).