haiku

I presume as a reaction to the mental concentration of the screenplay (which seems to be coming along fine), I've gone back to reading a lot of haiku. I tend to stick with the original masters - Basho, Buson, Issa - and find the snapshot quality of the pieces both fascinating and restful: This was how the world looked to one man, on one morning, in 1810. My current project is collecting my favorites and doing a little graphics project: arranging them in a rough year-cycle and illustrating, mo...