This is a haiku that I wrote a long time ago, and it remains one of my favourites. I love the first line: "Asian cyclists" - the rhythm is accidentally rather good, unseemly though it may seem for me to say so. I love the notion that these "Asian cyclists" have not just the rain to contend with: they also have their own raincoats to battle against. It is, perhaps, more senryu than haiku, but I love it all the same. Which of us has not seen a whirling dervish on wheels, that tornado of flapping plastic peculiar to the "Asian cyclist", and their raincoat of choice: the comedy, oversized rain poncho.
The image that makes the haiga is of my two favourite little (half-)Asian cyclists. They are looking out of the door of our conservatory, perhaps contemplating their own approach to the rainstorm outside.
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This is a haiku that I wrote a long time ago, and it remains one of my favourites. I love the first line: "Asian cyclists" - the rhythm is accidentally rather good, unseemly though it may seem for me to say so. I love the notion that these "Asian cyclists" have not just the rain to contend with: they also have their own raincoats to battle against. It is, perhaps, more senryu than haiku, but I love it all the same. Which of us has not seen a whirling dervish on wheels, that tornado of flapping plastic peculiar to the "Asian cyclist", and their raincoat of choice: the comedy, oversized rain poncho.
The image that makes the haiga is of my two favourite little (half-)Asian cyclists. They are looking out of the door of our conservatory, perhaps contemplating their own approach to the rainstorm outside.
And yes, they both have comedy rain ponchos.
Toodlepip,
Hobbes
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