no one else
at the all-way stop
Issue 16.2 | 3 January 2017
The key is 'mourning', nicely seen Leroy; this, an echo at the crossroads.
even this round-a-bout
__ At least then, with no one else there, one may exhaust internal pressures without being labeled a caitiff.
How beautiful, the "mourning," the image of compass points at the 4-way stop, the crossroads, the choices to be made, the utter aloneness of it. I also get the sense of someone wondering what purpose there is in going on. Very nice poem.
Such complexity in only nine words. Wonderful.
Who is this Gary Michael Dault and why hasn't Mrs Thumper sat him down for a chat? What kind of JG troll goes to a haiku group to be rude?
I'll chat with him. This is not a workshop. Above all, we want people to be respectful and polite.
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