tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22755318.post114396539958303121..comments2024-03-28T01:47:40.319-07:00Comments on GottaBook: Spreading FibsGreg Pincushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00449684160718426340noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22755318.post-1144037678486515612006-04-02T21:14:00.000-07:002006-04-02T21:14:00.000-07:00I'm related to you, Max? EXCELLENT! Since I'm in H...I'm related to you, Max? EXCELLENT! Since I'm in Hollywood, I'm 29, so you must be 30. Love that collection of Haiku, too. We can't let that go unanswered:<BR/><BR/>Spam.<BR/>Damn!<BR/>Pig ears,<BR/>Salt plus salt,<BR/>And glistening gel:<BR/>Nine thousand points on Weight Watchers.Greg Pincushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00449684160718426340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22755318.post-1144030820697460912006-04-02T19:20:00.000-07:002006-04-02T19:20:00.000-07:00It was the late radio raconteur Jean Shepard who i...It was the late radio raconteur Jean Shepard who introduced me to Haiku. Now that my younger relative has exposed me to a kindred form of his invention, I find myself hacking poems for the first time in decades. Thank you Greg; it feels good.<BR/><BR/>For the record, here is my first -- and probably best -- attempt as a teen at haiku (Shep always talked about starlings as disreputable conspiratorial birds who skulked in the bushes babbling all night):<BR/><BR/><I>hush, noisy starlings<BR/>it is late, and your stories<BR/>do not amuse me</I><BR/><BR/>Fibs are open-ended, unlike haiku. This makes me think that the form would appeal more to Americans than Haikus (still, there's this <A HREF="http://web.mit.edu/jync/www/spam/" REL="nofollow"> body of work</A>. On the other hand, fibs still might end up being the fad-of-the-month.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22755318.post-1144027652038279442006-04-02T18:27:00.000-07:002006-04-02T18:27:00.000-07:00Call It Campinmymotelroom stinkingof cigars and bo...<B>Call It Camp</B><BR/><I>in<BR/>my<BR/>motel<BR/>room stinking<BR/>of cigars and booze<BR/>stoking a circular campfire<BR/>my idiot poems smolder in Dante's wastebasket</I>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22755318.post-1144024394767109992006-04-02T17:33:00.000-07:002006-04-02T17:33:00.000-07:00DamnGreg!I seemy futureprocrastinations:mis'rable ...Damn<BR/>Greg!<BR/>I see<BR/>my future<BR/>procrastinations:<BR/>mis'rable counting syllablesAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22755318.post-1144009838973110142006-04-02T13:30:00.000-07:002006-04-02T13:30:00.000-07:00Dirt?Tents?Just tooPrimitive.For me, it's "camping...Dirt?<BR/>Tents?<BR/>Just too<BR/>Primitive.<BR/>For me, it's "camping"<BR/>When room service stops at midnight.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22755318.post-1144005808861851772006-04-02T12:23:00.000-07:002006-04-02T12:23:00.000-07:00Bugs.Rain.Critters.Rocky ground.No indoor plumbing...Bugs.<BR/>Rain.<BR/>Critters.<BR/>Rocky ground.<BR/>No indoor plumbing.<BR/>Motel 6 looks better to me.Greg Pincushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00449684160718426340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22755318.post-1143998607797534452006-04-02T10:23:00.000-07:002006-04-02T10:23:00.000-07:00IWentCampingThis weekendAnd came home to findGreg ...I<BR/>Went<BR/>Camping<BR/>This weekend<BR/>And came home to find<BR/>Greg asking us all to tell fibsChris Bartonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17891925951616484973noreply@blogger.com