ARTICLE THE 3RD
When I was in elementary school, there were a couple of times when we spent a day or two on haiku. I hated it. Not so much the poetry form itself, but because my teachers had us all try our hands at writing our own haiku. At the time, I just couldn’t make anything fit the three lines, 17 syllables, and the 5-7-5 pattern. And let’s not mention the little fact that I had just as much difficulty coming up with a subject that was suitable for a haiku. (The aforementioned teachers were insisting that our haiku have something to do with nature. I think I eventually wrote one about magnets.)
Fast forward about a dozen years. By then, I was in college, and in one of my courses, we had something to do with haiku at one point. (I’m not completely certain, but I think it must have been SAT121 — Intro To Interpretation.) I don’t know what happened, but everything clicked into place this time. I think it may have been that my professor told the class to write on whatever subject we chose.
This time around, I found myself able to juggle syllables in my head. It’s something that has stuck with me, and I occasionally find myself committing acts of poetry in the strangest places.
Such is the case in the following haiku submitted for your approval. I was on my bike, and I was musing on related matters when I realized that I had five-syllable word. Could I use it in a haiku? After a few minutes, I learned that the answer was yes.
TWELVE BY FIVE
Twelve pentagonal faces,
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