The haiku comes from observation of my eldest son - a tantrum, destruction of a crane made from building blocks (therefore fixable), and then his desire to "fix it" using his own toy screwdriver. The rage swiftly dissipated as he set about, of his own accord, "fixing" his crane.
The image that makes the haiga is rather fun; my wife's mother is not an angry person - I have never heard her with a raised voice - and perhaps that is for the good, given her expertise with the traditional sword form.
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Very expressive picture and poetry, I like it! ^^
The haiku comes from observation of my eldest son - a tantrum, destruction of a crane made from building blocks (therefore fixable), and then his desire to "fix it" using his own toy screwdriver. The rage swiftly dissipated as he set about, of his own accord, "fixing" his crane.
The image that makes the haiga is rather fun; my wife's mother is not an angry person - I have never heard her with a raised voice - and perhaps that is for the good, given her expertise with the traditional sword form.
Toodlepip,
Hobbes
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