Here’s a question to ponder while you’re sitting in traffic or waiting for your coffee to brew: Does the sweeping white plume Cyrano wears atop his hat solely serve as a symbol of his flair or does its flamboyance actually fuel his inner panache?
I wrote the haiku below about a pair of shoes (big, scuffed, used) that have been adding a little spring to my step lately.
My new shoes – maroon! –
found in the Goodwill bins. No
one else wanted them!
OK, so haiku are supposed to be about nature – raindrops and cicadas and whatnot. But hey, I’m a creative writing teacher and feel obligated to model what fun it is to take a literary rule and bend it to my own purposes.
Next month, we’ll continue bending the rules in my Saturday creative writing class.
Saturday, March 15, 2014
10-11:30am100th Monkey Studio, 1600 SE Ankeny St.
Cost: $20 per class