HAIKU DIALOGUE – Avian Adventures – Diversity (1)
Avian Adventures with Guest Editor Nancy Brady
Birds have been around since the days of the dinosaurs in the form of pteradons and archaeopteryx. Whenever I hear the distinctive squawk of a Great Blue heron, I imagine that pteradons sounded like them, filling the skies with their raucous calls. What these prehistoric birds really sounded like no one knows; however, I can state that birds have found places throughout the earth.
As a child, I was fascinated with birds, even trying to catch one by putting salt on its tail. Of course, I was unsuccessful. Along the way, I learned to identify the birds visiting our yard: cardinals, blue jays, robins, red-winged blackbirds, and even an occasional ruby-throated hummingbird.
Over the years, though, I have expanded my knowledge (and sightings) of various species of birds through travel, here in the US and abroad, and through moves – the latest to the coast of Lake Erie where birds live, gather, and migrate through the region. Having the opportunity to observe our avian friends has given me a greater appreciation of them.
In lieu of binoculars, my digital camera (DSLR) with a zoom lens has further allowed me to see individual feathers, tarsus (feet), or other parts of a bird’s external anatomy. I am not a classic birder per se, spending every free moment in pursuit of the “one that got away,” nor am I an expert (far from it), but I am an enthusiastic fan of our feathered friends, enjoying the discovery of something new. This opportunity to observe them up close and personal helps me write a fair number of haiku about birds. I hope you’ll join me in these avian adventures.
Below is Nancy’s selection of poems on the theme of diversity:
There were over 300 haiku submitted from poets in 30 different countries. Birds of all kinds were represented showing the diversity of the featured creatures. I found myself looking up birds, their songs, and other information pertaining to them, which were previously unfamiliar to me. I have learned so much, thanks to all of your haiku. There were also examples of diversity of the human kind in the mix.
Thank you to all who entrusted me with their haiku, and it wasn’t easy to narrow down my choices from many excellent haiku. If, however, I did not choose one of your haiku, that does not mean it shouldn’t be submitted to other journals. Many haiku I have written for Haiku Dialogue, but weren’t chosen at the time, have gone on to be published elsewhere. More than anything else, continue to write; the world needs your voice.
a plague of grackles
clacks from the shagbarks
they too sing of springMatt Robison
Kettering, Ohio
Birds in my garden –
so many songs
I no longer hearCaroline Ridley-Duff
UK
Christmas eve
only the snow the same
on both sides of the streetStephen A. Peters
Bellingham, WA
oriental kingfishers
the blackboard tree
wears a rainbowDaya Bhat
India
Of a feather, one.
Beak, wing, and tail diverge,
lovely as the next.Linda K. Gifford
Kansas City, MO
on the rooftop
all crows aligned
all but oneSébastien Revon
Ireland
pair of egrets
only one goes beyond fearBarbara Anna Gaiardoni
Verona, Italy
hiding in plain sight –
a rainbow
in the crow’s wingJonathan Aylett
Liverpool, UK
newborn’s hair
black and slick…
young ravenAna Growl
Surrey, UK
for crows
It’s murder and
grackles a plagueLinda Ludwig
Inverness, Florida
between the mudbank
and the cordgrass
a rail’s orange billBruce H. Feingold
Berkeley, CA, USA
sparrows
tiny beaks are
easy to feedJeff Leong
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
circling hawks-
alarm symphony
in actionRadhika De Silva
Colombo, Sri Lanka
birders mistake
an osprey for an eagle
ruffled feathersJenn Ryan-Jauregui
Tucson, Arizona, USA
a brown pigeon
in a flock of gray
how I fit inJackie Chou
United States
a new layer of snow –
in the tree a hooded crow
supports her point of viewDaniela Lăcrămioara Capotă
Romania
raven
in a snow storm
all the more visibleJerome Berglund
Minneapolis, Minnesota
mother loves
every hatchling—
cuckoo tooStephen J. DeGuire
Los Angeles, CA
in every
murmuration, several
still whispersCurt Linderman
United States
dinosaur daughters-
so many ways
to be a birdRuth Happel
United States
piercing eyes
pointed beak — the butcherbird
knows his cuts of meatBonnie J Scherer
Alaska, USA
in each village
the bush warblers trill
in their own dialectkris moon kondo
Kiyokawa, Kanagawa, Japan
mistle thrush
by the rustic trellis
a blackbird songMike Gallagher
Ireland
morning walk
a plover and a magpie
join me at the crossingMargaret Mahony
Australia
etching a blue streak
across this stream
a kingfisherCharles Harper
Yokohama
first stars
a peacock’s colors drip
into the nightRavi Kiran
India
peacock eyes
shimmering iridescent blues
madhuvanti ragaKavita Ratna
India
if only we were
birds
of a featherFirdraus Perez
India
redwings and boat-tails. . .
a wave of shadows
through the marshmarilyn ashbaugh
edwardsburg, michigan
photo session the foreign faces I’m wearing
Mirela Brailean
Romania
winter sparrow
wearing feathers of fluff
weightlessnessTeiichi Suzuki
Japan
that kid I share
my bread with
instant siblinganak yang kuajak
berbagi roti
saudara dadakanChristopher Calvin
Kota Mojokerto, Indonesia
twilight becoming the night heron
Bryan Rickert
Belleville, Illinois, USA
different wind –
the same blackbird is back
on the old pineMaria Teresa Sisti
Italy
smorgasbord of sparrows
a sparrowhawk
breaks up the partyTracy Davidson
Warwickshire, UK
darkened sky
on a sunshiny day
passenger pigeonsChen Xiaoou
Kunming, China
strutting peacock
imagining a world
of just little brown jobbiesIngrid Baluchi
North Macedonia
midtown park …
all differently colored
birdsSamo Kreutz
Ljubljana, Slovenia
cedar waxwings
migrating north
angry mockingbirdsHerbert Shippey
Tifton, Georgia
teenage twins
one reaching for the stars
the other gazing at the moonSam Morris
United Kingdom
potluck
learning the authentic names
of potatoesWai Mei Wong
Toronto, Canada
rainbow lorikeets
enjoy a drop of red
Corymbia ficifoliaCarol Reynolds
Australia
the last trump
up spring’s sleeve –
white swallowIvan Georgiev
Germany
Firetail Finch
dances out on a limb
empty handedron scully
Burien WA
party girls in pink
line dancing
…galahswanda amos
Old Bar, Australia
lookalikes …
that parrot’s eyes
in his mirrorSamo Kreutz
Ljubljana, Slovenia
a contest for love
beautiful feathers
of a male peacockRonjo Cayetano
Oriental Mindoro, Philippines
dawn chorus
what a maestro
their conductor isVandana Parashar
India
mating season
a starling mimics
my songmona bedi
India
down the river
a flock of flamingos fishing
without wormsAine Losauro
City of Passi, Philippines
talking about diversity…
my left brain
vs right brainRam Chandran
India
mottled skin
the blackbird
with white patchesAnn Rawson
UK
under the sunlight
siblings playing together
different peacocksLexie Gem Zaragoza
Philippines
different colors
flying as one
a scarlet macawRuth H. Hermosa
Gloria, Oriental Mindoro, Philippines
cleanliness of the street
the leaves each morning
more colourfulDejan Ivanovic
Lazarevac, Serbia
far away from home …
a quaint black crow watching me,
both curious(NB: Crows in my part of the country are grey crows)
Natalia Kuznetsova
Russia
sunny morning
the nightingale’s song is interrupted
by the crow’s crySlobodan Pupovac
Zagreb, Croatia
human organism –
so many diseases
and one targetAljoša Vuković
Croatia, Šibenik
songs of birds
I know who wakes me up
by the voicesStoianka Boianova
Bulgaria
swift flight correction swallow
Herb Tate
UK
mockingbird…
his song
of songsLaurie Greer
Washington, DC
some rosier than the rest house finches
Cynthia Anderson
Yucca Valley, California
collared redstarts
and chickadees shack up together
in a tree holeGuido De Pelsmaeker
België (Holsbeek)
sparrow nest
one of these eggs
is not like the others(One explanation could be that a cowbird has laid eggs in the sparrow’s nest)
Susan Burch
Hagerstown, MD
morning caw
I wonder if it is
a crow or a raven or …Meera Rehm
UK
beside
the jackfruit
beehiveJagajit Salam
Imphal, India
depression deepens
I learn the different names
of crowsAdele Evershed
Wilton, Connecticut
autumn evening
kingfisher meets cuckoos
in new neighborhoodGovind Joshi
Dehradun, India
mixer
wooed by the intricacy
of his songCaroline Giles Banks
Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA
rain-dark afternoon
ravens with plenty more
to say…Tony Williams
Scotland, UK
bird watchers —
Nightingale and Chick
warn of Barred Owl attacks!Allison Douglas-Tourner
Victoria, BC Canada
same colour
diversity in song
two black birdsChittaluri Satyanarayana
Hyderabad, India
visitor
a chiffchaff
our nose upLuciana Moretto
Treviso, Italy
winter bird count
passenger pigeons
without a numberRichard Straw
Cary, North Carolina
pigeons orbit
safe from
red-tailed hawkApril Woody
Virginia
bird songs
must I find
a favoriteRoberta Beach Jacobson
Indianola, Iowa, USA
outdoor spring concert
the many voices
of birdsMarianne Sahlin
Sweden
worm pink . . . my backyard robin unearths a kigo
Barrie Levine
Massachusetts, USA
pigeons on the wire
all different
but the sameKerry J Heckman
Seattle, WA
preschool –
coloring a blue jay
with the green crayonValentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
a cardinal rules
the feeder
juncos peck the snowSusan Farner
United States
station waiting room
one−legged pigeon
pecking a nut aloneKeiko Izawa
Japan
white raven a percentage of dreams
Adrian Bouter
The Netherlands
afternoon stroll –
mergansers and mallards
sharing the small pondAnn Sullivan
Massachusetts USA
the same flavor
in different colors
yet we chooseHolly Brennan
Massachusetts, USA
dew …
a different sun
in every dropMaria Teresa Piras
Serrenti – Italy
a kookaburra’s laugh
morphs into magpie song
lyrebirdLouise Hopewell
Australia
Sky or sea
Color of their eyes
undecidedLanka Siriwardana
Sri Lanka
ruffling through
the sparrow pages
Dunnock songRobert Kingston
Chelmsford, United Kingdom
never too small
to make a difference
winter wrenLori Kiefer
London UK
passero solitario…
stormo di rondini
pellegrinelonely sparrow…
flock of pilgrim
swallowsGiuliana Ravaglia
Bologna (Italy)
the hawk’s scream
in the rosehip bush
a wounded finchMircea Moldovan
România
nightingale song
sleepless
as if love never endsJonathan English
Washington, DC
battlefront –
just the murmuration
of a starling volleyDan C. Iulian
România
sparrow on a wire
pretending to sing . . .
the blackbird’s songTomislav Maretić
Zagreb, Croatia
drinking elixir of life
around turtle tears
butterfliesNitu Yumnam
India
sunflower seeds
my windowsill swarming
with cone-shaped beaksTomislav Sjekloća
Cetinje, Montenegro
harvest day . . .
a cacophony of crows
circle the fieldKathleen Trocmet
Texas, USA
a cloud of starlings
swirls in the twilight …
each has its own songAnnie Wilson
Shropshire, UK
cypress buds…
multilingual chatter
of nesting birdsAl Gallia
Louisiana, USA
backyard birding . . .
all the colors perched
on one family treeC.F. Tash
Washington, DC USA
awakening…
the same but different
robin songC.X.Turner
United Kingdom
the sparrow
talks with the chickadee
…fence mendingAlan Harvey
Tacoma, WA
from the lonely branch
more distinguishable
the singingdal ramo solitario
più distinguibile
il cantoMaria Cezza
Italy
fondant for a gull
a swan
always meringueHelene Guojah
UK
our marriage –
unmatched socks
becoming a pairCristina Povero
Italy
different
from the others –
buffleheadsColette Kern
Southold, NY US
baby herons molting into the blue
Lorraine A. Padden
San Diego, California USA
nature walk
the song sparrow
ids as a red-tailed hawkJohn S Green
Bellingham, Washington
without prejudice
their disparate voices merge
a blend of birdsongMarcia Burton
Salt Spring Island, Canada
mocking bird crow a woodpecker answers
Kath Abela Wilson
Pasadena, California
line at feeder
ravens and crows
pecking orderSigrid Saradunn
Bar Harbor, Maine
Join us next week for Nancy’s commentary on additional poems, & our next prompt…
Guest Editor Nancy Brady is a pharmacist by profession, a haiku and senryu poet by nature. She often found inspiration on her treks back and forth to work as a pharmacist; her first book of haiku, Ohayo Haiku, was a foray into publishing haiku. Three Breaths, her second book, is a mix of haiku, senryu, alternative forms, and other poems. Her work has appeared in journals all over the globe (both print and electronic) and rejected by many more. Nancy also writes other genres including a blog, and plans to publish a children’s book in 2023. She also reads lots of novels. Her favorite is, and remains, Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged, but she is also a big Harry Potter fan. Now retired, she, her husband Rob, and their cat, Regular Arcturus Black, live in Huron, Ohio, a block from Lake Erie, where the bird population is constantly changing.
Lori Zajkowski is the Post Manager for Haiku Dialogue. A novice haiku poet, she lives in New York City.
Managing Editor Katherine Munro lives in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, and publishes under the name kjmunro. She is Membership Secretary for Haiku Canada, and her debut poetry collection is contractions (Red Moon Press, 2019). Find her at: kjmunro1560.wordpress.com.
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Thank you Nancy ..Enjoyed the nice collection .
Sri Lankan haiku is new to the world as we have recently started participating globally. Thank you so much for selecting 2 poems from Sri Lanka .
These are the nice ones that took my heart.
awakening…
the same but different
robin song
C.X.Turner
United Kingdom
circling hawks-
alarm symphony
in action
Radhika De Silva
Colombo, Sri Lanka
never too small
to make a difference
winter wren
Lori Kiefer
London UK
Wish you success!
Lanka Siriwardana
Hi Lanka,
I wasn’t aware that Sri Lankan haiku is new. I have noticed more poets from Sri Lanka recently; now I know why. I am seeing more haiku from there. The fact that the global community of poets is growing is diversity in and of itself.
You’ve chosen some wonderful haiku to highlight. Thank you. I am sure the poets are pleased as well.
Continued success is your poetic journey, Lanka.
~nan
Hi Nancy,
Many thanks for your review of so many haiku! I love the selection you printed and I feel humbled that you chose mine when you had so many wonderful haiku before you.
This one made me smile.
never too small
to make a difference
winter wren
Lori Kiefer
London UK
I interpreted this to mean: Despite all our differences in size, color, religion, beliefs… that even the smallest and most unassuming among us has a voice worth raising and worth being listened to. What a wonderful song sung to us by this winter wren.
Hi Holly,
You are welcome; I’m glad you are pleased.
Yes, I, too, liked Lori’s haiku; I like your interpretation of it, too. Whether Lori meant it that way or not, this interpretation is profound. Thanks for expressing this. ~nan
Finding my haiku included in your selection means so much to me! Thank you so much.
Al,
You are welcome. All the birds of different species together chattering, getting along, in one tree…if only humans would.
Thank you so much Nancy for selecting my debut haiku to Haiku Dialogue. I really enjoyed myself reading your selection of amazing haiku on our feathered friends. Yes, I learnt a lot from our fellow haiku friends from around the world. I wish you all the best in your haiku journey. I would also like to express my sincere gratitude to Katherine and Lora for their hard work.
Thanks, Radhika, I’m glad you submitted and that I got the honor of selecting your debut haiku. It feels amazing to see your name in print (or least it did for me). Keep reading and keep writing, and I hope you enjoy reading next week’s commentary on some of the haiku I selected for the short list. Yes, Kathy and Lori do a fantastic job. I am so thankful for their help through this month. Now, to finish that up. All my best.
What an interesting way to bring us all together! Thank you for including my poem in your long list. There are so many that stand out to me. Here are three of them.
mistle thrush
by the rustic trellis
a blackbird song
Mike Gallagher
Ireland
~ These words are lovely to read, both silently and aloud. I looked up the mistle thrush and read that a female blackbird is similar in appearance.
newborn’s hair
black and slick…
young raven
Ana Growl
Surrey, UK
~ the foreboding appearance of an adult raven and the symbolism that is often attached – here we are reminded that they, too, were once babies.
preschool –
coloring a blue jay
with the green crayon
Valentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
~ I recently colored a parrot in a grownup coloring book and looked up pictures to get it ‘right’. This poem reminded me of the bold creativity and impulsiveness we tend to lose along the way. I also imagine the preschooler not staying ‘in the lines.’
April,
You’re welcome.
As for the three you mentioned, I agree with you. As for Gallagher’s mistle thrush (and I had to look that bird up) haiku, the wording of the haiku is both alliterative and musical. All those t sounds and s sounds.
I really like the comparison of newborns with their slick hair to the young raven’s slick feathers, too. I think it is easy to forget (not see) the youngster in an adult whether a child or a bird, but we all went through that once ourselves. Well except for Athena who sprang out of Zeus’s head fully grown, but I digress.
I think as adults we tend to do exactly what you did…tried to get the parrot ‘right’ but Valentina’s haiku reminds us of a time when we were freer-thinkers. There’s a Harry Chapin song, “Flowers are Red,” about a young boy who likes to draw flowers in varying colors and gets in trouble for it, finally indoctrinating him so much he can’t do anything but follow the rules. Every time I hear it, it saddens me. As a writer-friend of mine says in his book of off-the-wall suggestions, Use All the Colors, use all the colors life presents.
Thanks for commenting on some of the haiku I really liked.
Thanks much, Nancy for including my haiku in this Avian Diversity selection.
A fabulous read.
I particularly liked
photo session the foreign faces I’m wearing
Mirela Brailean
Romania
A powerful poem.
And
beside
the jackfruit
beehive
Jagajit Salam
Imphal, India
A similarity I had never thought about.
Govind,
You’re welcome; it was my pleasure include your haiku.
I agree with your assessment about Mirela’s haiku. It is powerful and can be looked at more than one way.
Yes, Jagajit’s jackfruit/ beehive side by side comparison was quite interesting. Jackfruit was one of those words I had to look up because I was unfamiliar with it (to be honest, I had never heard of it before), but once I saw some photos of it, I understood better the haiku and just felt it needed to be read by others. Isn’t it wonderful to learn new things? (Ancora imparo–I am still learning!)
Dear haiku friend, I am glad you appreciate my haiku! You find a real treasure here, right? so many great haiku!
Hi Mirela,
Yes, several people have mentioned liking your haiku, and there are many great haiku in the mix. Our global community of haiku poets is certainly represented here this week as well as all the others. If only the rest of the world could be as peaceful as haiku poets…
The world would be very dull without our avian friends. It’s lovely to give them space here on Haiku Dialogue, thank you, Nancy, and for including one of mine.
A rather sad one from Caroline, which could be taken in two ways:
Birds in my garden –
so many songs
I no longer hear
Caroline Ridley-Duff
UK
Impaired hearing especially as one ages is no joy; and residing, as I do, in a town with too many stray cats. The only safe birds here are swallows and swifts.
And a happy one:
party girls in pink
line dancing
…galahs
wanda amos
Old Bar, Australia
What fun! I can just see this, can’t you?
Ingrid,
First, you had me checking out jobbies, and I loved your comparison between the colorful peacock and the plain birds. We definitely need color in our world, but we need the jobbies, too.
I felt the sadness of Caroline ‘s haiku, too. Missing bird songs for whatever reason, and it would be devastating to me since I try to wake early enough (early summer only as I am more of a night owl than an early morning person) to listen to the tuning up of one, then two, then more birds as the night turns to sunrise. I can’t imagine losing that joy.
As for Wanda’s haiku, yes, you are absolutely right. It’s happy and I, too, could see this. Just makes me smile, and I bet it did for you as well. I did have to look up galah though.
Thanks for commenting on these two as they were two that hit me from my first reading of them.
Always a pleasure to read the Dialogue. Notable for me were:
a) for its ingenuity and transitions in just four words:
swift flight correction swallow
— Herb Tate
UK
and b) for its sweet simplicity, and how it can be generalised to many other activities:
mockingbird…
his song
of songs
— Laurie Greer
Washington, DC
Love ’em.
Keith, I agree with you on both haiku as well as always enjoying the column each week. Watching swifts make course corrections is awesome. One night a couple summers ago, when the muffleheads (midges) were forming their mating “cloud,” the swifts were zipping here and there, eating well. ~Nan
….It’s so easy to mistake swallows and swifts on the wing…
Keith,
Agreed! I don’t think my eyes could easily distinguish them in flight, they move so fast. I think that’s why the haiku works so well, I also think those were swallows grabbing their dinner on the fly. Here, we have several types of swallows and from photos, they were probably barn swallows. Regardless, that night of their feast, I was so fascinated watching them that I thought a few of them might hit me before veering swiftly away.
baby herons molting into the blue
/
Lorraine A. Padden
San Diego, California USA
/
This haiku has a nice flow to it.
Valentina, I agree with you; it flows. Herons are such graceful birds, and I could just see it.
~Nan
Congratulations on your first time guest editing, Nan! What a wonderful job you’ve done. I was particularly delighted to find 3 of my favorite poets (and people) all in a row.
raven
in a snow storm
all the more visible
Jerome Berglund
Minneapolis, Minnesota
mother loves
every hatchling—
cuckoo too
Stephen J. DeGuire
Los Angeles, CA
in every
murmuration, several
still whispers
Curt Linderman
United States
Eavonka,
It was just a coincidence that your friends are paired together, but I am glad you appreciate their haiku. I obviously liked their haiku, too. Watching starlings’ murmurations fascinate me; it’s a wonder I didn’t have an accident the first time I saw the birds flying in unison. ~Nan
Thank you for including me! I’ve been writing Haiku as a centering meditation and means to share thoughts with other writers for the last couple of years, but this is my first entry into anything! I’ve found countless hours of serenity in the woods, befriending my bird and squirrel neighbors. To this day, I know my many yard critters by individual name; ie: “Red and Cardi”, our Cardinal couple, and “STOPIT!”, the woodpecker who loves our siding, lol!
Linda,
Glad you joined the dialogue. Your approach to haiku sounds wonderful, and getting out into nature can’t be beat. I can’t claim to have named our birds, but we do call the squirrels around our neighborhood, Ralph, after the one who was so friendly. Of course, it might be because of my throwing of peanuts for the jays.
~Nan
Congratulations Nancy on publishing your first column. Thank-you for choosing my
haiku. Thank-you also to Kathy, Lori, and the Haiku Foundation.
Thanks, Valentina, and you’re welcome. My favorite bird is the blue jay so your haiku really resonated with me. By the way, when I was looking up some other bird, I discovered that there are green jays. Did you know that? I certainly learned a thing or two about birds this past week.
I owe a great big thanks to Kathy, Lori, and the Haiku Foundation, too. They are awesome .
Thank you Nancy for taking us in a journey into the avian world. My knowledge is limited to common local and garden birds, hence it has been a blast, travelling the globe.
Robert,
I hope you (and everyone else) enjoy the journey. I spent a great deal of time looking at the various birds mentioned in everyone’s haiku including your Dunnock song. My bird knowledge has increased, if not exponentially, at least, greatly. I am more of a backyard birder although my husband and I did get to see some beautiful birds when we in Kenya like the Egyptian goose on the title page.
~Nan
Thank you, Nancy, for including me on this list on the theme of diversity.
The couple of egrets is in my heart: lives here. There’s plenty of great birdwatching in the area.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWqAHpInFNs
I wish you only the best!
Congratulations to all.
Barbara Anna Gaiardoni
Barbara,
After viewing the video, I can certainly believe that it is a great place to watch birds. We have egrets and herons in the summer although lately some of them have been wintering here. Egrets and herons, especially the Great Blue, are so majestic looking.
~Nan
Thank you Nancy for wonderful theme, a joy to read each haiku and to be included.
Margaret,
Thanks for your vote of confidence on the theme, and it was a joy to read them all. Any favorites among them?
~Nan
Mirela,
Your monoku certainly addressed diversity in a unique way. As someone who takes digital photographs, I am often amazed later by what I captured on “film” when I go through the photos I took. Living in Europe as you do I imagine you do get many foreign faces even if inadvertently, yet those faces can be captivating. Well done to you even if I read something into your minimum you didn’t mean.
Thanks for commenting and thanks for submitting your monoku, too.
I hate auto-correct. How could it manage to change HAIKU into MINIMUM? Although…haiku is a minimalist poetry form. FWIW
Hahaha, it came out as a nice play on words. Dear Nancy, it often happens to me too!
Mirela,
I think it was supposed to be monoku that auto-correct made into minimum. I am glad you found humor in it. I often write haiku about crocuses, and I don’t know how many times auto-correct changed it to circuses. Obviously Bill Gates and other computer geeks don’t know about the flower.
As I am about to hit the Post Comment button, I wonder if it will auto-correct me again.
Thank you, Nancy, for including me on this list of successful haiku about failures! I have to ponder every poem…there were quite a few that stood out to me. I love poems that make me stop and think which is exactly what happened here. Best regards to all the contributors.