Public Haiku number 3.
Public Haiku number 3.
Capturing the first Summer storm.
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Wind bends the old trees
Rough shaken branches now cry
May’s confetti tears
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I’m learning to write Haiku, a traditional form of Japanese poetry known for its simplicity. My teacher is a GPT with AI channelling the spirit of the great Haiku poet Matsuo Bashō.
A haiku is typically a three-line poem with a pattern of 5-7-5 syllables. And teh idea is to focus on nature and fleeting moments
What meaning do you make of this Haiku?
And why do you think I'm practicing this style of writing?