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Day Six of my epic haiku-writing challenge | Prose & Poetry
I Never Forget To Dream
My dreams know what to do
When I need to bend reality, I take a nap.
As writer, I am a frequent napper.
If napping were an Olympic sport, I’d bring home the gold medal.
Then take a good, long nap.
The haiku challenge I started last Sunday is changing me.
I see the poetry in the iris unfurling from its rocky bed.
I laugh at dog sticking his face through slots cut into fence for him to warn others not to approach.
It happens when I’m reading, including a fantastically complex novel masquerading as a romance with essential strands of quantum physics and probing reality.
Jilly Gagnon’s Maybe It’s You is littered with poetry.
Characters are described, settings established, moments outlined as vividly as a punch to the gut.
Throughout the story, Gagnon debates the value of romance novels. Are they beautiful necessities or stupid wastes of time for lesser minds?
Very meta and very enjoyable — particularly since this is her genre and she knows, but does not care what literary critics think.
