A while ago, I challenged a friend to write book reviews in haiku. He rose to the challenge admirably.
My favorite:
Neil Gaiman’s “Anansi Boys”
A modern fable,
entertains as it teaches.
The old become new.
The language of that works as actual poetry, I think. I’m not entirely sure how I would review the last few books I’ve read in haiku. And, properly, these are senryu, not haiku. If we’re being pedantic.
