{"id":4175,"date":"2005-10-25T15:53:51","date_gmt":"2005-10-25T19:53:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/formerlyknownas\/2005\/10\/25\/a-quick-haiku-break-with-john"},"modified":"2011-08-05T14:54:28","modified_gmt":"2011-08-05T18:54:28","slug":"a-quick-haiku-break-with-john-and-yu-and-edith","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ethicalesq\/2005\/10\/25\/a-quick-haiku-break-with-john-and-yu-and-edith\/","title":{"rendered":"a quick haiku break with john and yu (and Edith)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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How do you wile away your time in medical waiting rooms?  This<\/FONT><\/DIV>
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of Upstate Dim Sum<\/FONT><\/EM><\/A> (2005\/II<\/FONT><\/A>), the journal of the Route 9 Haiku Group <\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/DIV>
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here in Upstate New York.   While I work up a hospital-gown senryu <\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/DIV>
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or two, here are a pair each from <\/FONT>John Stevenson<\/FONT><\/A> and Yu Chang<\/FONT><\/A> for <\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/DIV>
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afterwords<\/STRONG><\/EM> (5 PM):  I just discovered a small cache of tiny poems by<\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/DIV>
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George reproduces a half dozen examples “of imagism or semi-haiku,” <\/FONT><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/DIV>
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that had been published in the January 1920 issue of the Yale <\/EM><\/FONT><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/DIV>
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volume of Wharton’s poetry.  Here are two of her short pieces:<\/FONT><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/SPAN><\/FONT><\/DIV>
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    III  Friendship<\/EM>
The silence of midnight,
A dying fire,
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p.s.<\/STRONG><\/EM> George, Now that you’ve met him, would you say<\/DIV>
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Martin Grace favors <\/FONT>Mr. Spacely<\/FONT><\/A> or <\/FONT>Mr. Slater<\/FONT><\/A>?<\/FONT>
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