NaHaiWriMo: the end

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first date
nacho stains
on her blue dress

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(Feb. 14: nachos. Also: Valentine’s Day.)

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sun setting
one foot
on a rocky slope

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(Feb. 20: talus)

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shaking off
all the rain
that didn’t touch me

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(Feb. 21: umbrella)

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I knew you would all be curious about how I handled “nachos” and “talus.” There is no point in pretending that I have an easier time writing haiku (or senryu) about nachos than anyone else, or that I had the faintest idea what “talus” was before this prompt was set. Also, who else thinks that Michael Dylan Welch opened the dictionary at random to find that prompt? (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)

It was an interesting month. (Okay, technically it’s not over yet. Can we just pretend it is? In a normal year it would be.) I never felt especially inspired. (Well, I came up with a couple of interesting things about apples, I think. That was then, this is now.) I didn’t like most of what I wrote at all. But there is value in writing things that you don’t like at all. Generally, you have to write a whole lot of things that you don’t like at all in order to write a few things that you like a lot. It’s hard to figure out what you like until you figure out what you don’t.

But I can’t say I’m sorry February is over. Forward, March!

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