Five Hillbilly Haiku
Ozarkian vulgarizations of Basho, Buson, and Issa
“Five Hillbilly Haiku”
After Basho, Buson, and Issa
Winter is over— Every day, another woman says, “I’m pregnant!” Hunting Spencer Creek Below clay cliffs, fossil-strewn— Awed, I lost my gun. Making peace betwixt Two drunks—all while violently Slapping mosquitoes. Here, tick on my arm, Have a drink of whiskey— Maybe you’re thirsty too! Walking down the ridge, I pluck a dogwood blossom— Off the roof of Hell.
As an Ozark native myself, these are relatable 😂
I really like these--especially the second one.