bad poetry

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Although I am a lousy poet, still The Washington Post challenge to come up with a haiku about the soon-to-be cherry-blossom explosion grabbed my interest more than the news in which that challenge was embedded. I dislike mediocrity and yet was willing to be mediocre.

Coming and going,
This scentless fragrance dispels
A much-loved despair.

Slaughter in Syria, corruption in Russia, the U.S. and Israel coming up with an almost plausible reason to rain horror down on Iran, the endless, endless, endless (and soulless) Republican kerfuffle to become a presidential candidate, solar flares, Brazil's surpassing the UK economically ... somehow even bad poetry is more compelling.

Funny how what is important loses its honest importance.
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