My old friend Paul David Mena has a column about haiku on gotpoetry.com that I thought many of you might like to check out.

It’s a particularly interesting column on his process this week.

There are also some associated links on the site that you might find interesting.

Haiku have always been one poetic form I have never enjoyed writing (and only marginally enjoyed reading), but I know many of you do, so here’s to it.

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I’m gonna stay away from here for a few days. Hit me backchannel if you need me.

Train Poem

I’m pulling away
from the platform.
Can’t say who’s
waving back there.

Freight today is antiques
and stopped watches. Can’t say
who’s getting them
at the end of the run.

The passengers sit in the second car
and play cards because they’ve seen all the movies
that said they should. Can’t say
who’s winning.

I’m smoking like a devil in hell
and missing every switch.
Forget what I left.
Can’t let a hand hold me.

Everyone’s hanging on for dear life
except the driver, the fireman, and the conductor.
They jumped off miles back. Can’t see anything
but straight on to where the view disappears.