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[M]

Thanks, Alex. I appreciate the encouragement more than you can possibly know. When I figure out how to write stories like that, I’ll embark on a career.

[M]

That means more to me than you can imagine!

[Guy]

M, I am SO glad you didn't delete that ... that ... haiku-like thing. It is soooooooooooo much fun. And funny. And brilliant.

This would make a brilliant perverse kind of graphic novella! Seriously, that would work really well - still be rated G, appeal to younger and older, and the over-the-top epic would fit cartooning. This would be so funny!!

And if you think I am exaggerating, the following is brilliantly funny:

her business attire
that pretends to tame what no
man has tamed before.

Also:

With flailing legs and
perfumed hair, she writhed in the
ergonomic chair

that rocked and yawed and
almost tipped. Soon afterward
I was combed and zipped.

And so much more.

And, of course, I have no idea how to respond. Which gives me an idea:

I was left wordless
the afterglow of too much
addling my brain.

Yes, thought-freeze again.
The one spot at which I clutch
Is mere wordiness.

So I write a few
words of dreck without a clue,
typewriterless, too.

[M]

Thank you, Guy!

I don’t know what possessed me to post it offshore, but I did, under the title “Miss Bains.” (As I had expected, it’s been met mostly with polite silence.) Once I had posted it there, I started tightening up some of the stanzas, which I then revised in the version posted here.

The notion of a graphic novella really appeals to me. If I were an artist, I would probably draw comics. I loved to read comics when I was a kid. I loved magazines such as Vampirella and Eerie, and the work of such artists as, Sanjulian,

http://www.google.com/search?q=frank+...

Enrich, Frank Frazetta

http://www.google.com/search?q=frank+...

and Jose Gonzalez.

http://www.google.com/search?q=jose+g...

I love the way Gonzalez draws! I think of my writing as comics in words rather than pictures. When I write a poem or story, essentially, I try to draw a series of word pictures, like frames.

“Miss Bains” is the very essence of what Jefferson and others refer to as dreck, its writers as dreckmeisters. It might be fun to be a member of a dreckwriters’ association! I have more fun writing this kind of thing, and the sort of stories I post in the W.S.S., than just about anything else.

He tried to save it
with revision, but it was
too Dionysian,

too much in need of
a feather duster to pass
official muster.

[Guy]

Frazetta was for years my favourite artist. And when I was a kid I had a huge collection of his art - as covers on dozens of my favourite fantasy sci-fi. Left them behind when I left home, and now all gone. Sigh.

And I read Vampirella too, as a kid. I'd forgotten that and so thanks for re-introducing me to her and Gonzalez's art. And, also, Eerie and a bunch of others.

I'm sorry I missed the offshore posting, but I haven't been visiting it regularly - too busy here and with life, or I would have responded. It is odd that humour is seen as somehow less creative than the 'serious stuff', when it is in fact perhaps the most creative. Especially when it hints at the serious stuff, which yours does as usual. But I guess that has been true forever: the official fools of history poke serious holes in power's hypocrisy, and are laughed away and ignored. Today's fools are the comic. On the other hand, the serious critic loses his/her head or, if successful, is able to replace the old tyranny with his or her own. Weird.

[Guy]

Alex (Al) wrote: "I was left wordless
the afterglow of too much
addling my brain.
..."

Thanks, Al, for enjoying my dreck! Following M's creative explosion, the best that could be done was doggeral, and so I figured I'd ease the burden for the next Haikuer. LoL. M's was sooooooo funny!

[M]

Guy, I’ll bet you’d be surprised what all those magazines would be worth now that they’re collectors items!

[M]

Did you mention comics and Dean Koontz in the same sentence?

[Guy]

M, sadly, not. The one that has me a bit curious, but I haven't had the courage to look, was I had I think some of the original Conan comics. Of course, they were badly used because I read and re-read it. But I have wondered without wanting to really know.

Al, I didn't know that Koontz was a graphic novel writer! That's interesting.

[M]

Then someone else’s
words come out. They are her own,
and yet they are not.

[M]

I can’t write these things while I’m laughing.

[M]

“Look,” she writes, her eyes
flickering, “you people bet-
ter stop bickering!”

[M]

Good night! Have interesting dreams.

[Guy]

M wrote: "Then someone else’s
words come out. They are her own,
and yet they are not."

Now that is also v funny.

[Guy]

He flipped for the bird.
She was raven haired and scared,
to be read breasted.

Yikes, that is sooooooooo bad!

[Guy]

Excellent! To cry with laughter before going to bed will ensure that your dreams will be pleasant, and your sleep restful.

Have you ever laughed so hard in a dream that you woke yourself up laughing?

[Guy]

Sort of. I'm writing during the ads while watching the winding up of House.

[Jan]

Sleep casts wide
Her net of dreams
Casting, collecting, endlessly.

[M]

This is beautiful. Hi, Jan! How wonderful to see you.

[M]

The moonlight pearl-like
on her hair, she casts her nets
by the old sea stair.

[Guy]

Beautiful, Jan and M!


The pearl drops of dew
Scintillated in the light
of the dancing moon.

[M]

Starlight glistened on
mossy boards awash against
the wide, carved stone treads,

an eerie music
of broken chords, seashells, and
sunken fishing leads.

[Jan]

Moonrise above a
calm black ocean
Music of the night.

[M]

a beat-copper moon
an obsidian ocean
a white spire of sail

[Guy]

Al,I am sure you would not. But to ease the pain of butting a Haiku against these lovely 'real' haiku, my minimal effort:


An egret sighs past,
a chiaroscuro's ghost
luminescent white.

[M]

Guy’s striking portrait
of cowbirds seems almost a
serigraph in words!

[M]

Of course. You’re welcome to it. Thank you, Alex! I should probably add a note to the one I had posted. I realize that Guy mentioned a single egret, but one of them isn’t enough of them to rhyme with words.

Though I was raised--to
my regret--out in the sticks,
among things rural,

I’ve learned enough to
know egret is singular
and cowbirds plural.

[M]

I like your image of the birds scratching the dewy grass as though they were opening a grave! It’s really vivid.

[Guy]

M, what a great funny and poignant response! How did this happen? From secretarial debauchery in front of a typewriter to these beautiful images! LoL. The imagination is boundless.

Jan, M, Al, beautiful images. Somehow even a grave has become inviting. Weird.


How do you rhyme these things, M? Too funny.

And Al, feel free to use and abuse as will. Hey! You can share these one's with your father as a red heron, so to speak, to keep him off the red light nature! LoL.

[M]

A red heron!

[M]

I’m not sure it’s a good idea for your dad to meet Miss Bains. He’ll be horrified that someone in your group is writing that sort of thing.

[M]

I’m afraid to ask. Why do you need a 70’s hairstyle?

I explained to Bains,
“Alex’s dad enjoys these
haiku we’re sharing,

but he’ll be shocked to
see you unclad. Please put on
what you’re not wearing,

or he’ll think my in-
fluence is bad. We must toss
out a red herring.”

[M]

When I was in first or second grade, I would come from school, and Mom would be watching “Dark Shadows.” It had been on the air for about a year. I watched it for years, smitten by a character named Angelique. I have signed photo of Lara Parker. The movies House of Dark Shadows and Night of Dark Shadows aren’t out on DVD.

[M]

Alex, you’re too good looking to be scary. Good luck anyway!

[M]

Guy’s on Canada’s West Coast, two hours behind the wilds of East Texas and way to the north. Alex is in Ohio. Kat’s in Iowa. Stephanie has abandoned the snows of Connecticut or someplace for Florida. Nobody knows where Edward is. It’s just now getting dark here. Blast Daylight Savings Time!

[Caitlan]

LOL. Kat's in Idaho XD

[M]

Sorry, Kat! Was I close? They didn't offer geography where I went to high school. All I know about the world I learned from playing RISK.

[M]

Couldn’t you have just posted a shapshot--you know, for us old folks?

[M]

It could be worse, Alex. You could be in Texas.

[M]

You have beautiful hair. It will be a tragedy when it goes gray.

[M]

You could always get a wig.

[Caitlan]

Wigs are cool.

[M]

This is a strange group.

[M]

Jumping overboard? I’ve done more writing in this group than I had done before that in years. I enjoy this group far more than any other group I’ve ever been in. You’ll have to throw me overboard!

[M]

I should probably scrape some barnacles, though.

[M]

You’re the captain! You’re not supposed to have to do anything but point your sword and order underlings to polish your boots.

[M]

Your humble servant . . .

[M]

Bad things happen to me when I stay up this late.

[Guy]

Al, in that last one you look like your laughing! It takes away the scare factor. Although I agree with M, not too scary. I liked your Johnny Depp look! That was great.

[M]

Go for it, Guy! You can say you’re in two secret groups.