In the dense mouth
these tepid lights –
an artificial dust
– Lee Nao Doh and Basho
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No one bulge
along this mouth but I,
this dense light.
– Lee Nao Doh and Basho
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A dense tepid mouth...
A light bulge into the dust,
bellyache! Daffodil again.
– Lee Nao Doh and Basho
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Dense mouth,
the light
is tepid of dust.
– Lee Nao Doh and Buson
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Don't bulge, mouth
light, dust themselves,
must nip.
– Lee Nao Doh and Issa
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Bulge me,
as one who nips mouth
and light.
– Lee Nao Doh and Shiki
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Note
Once again I felt the urge to test the poetic vein of an artificial intelligence (even though of an apparently very lowly kind) in creating haiku out of a list of words I, Lee Nao Doh, had defined. The AI then mixed this input with haiku from the masters: Basho, Buson, Issa and Shiki. Rendering poetry that is partially reminiscent of slightly surreal Chinese proverbs or fortune cookie stuff.
Feel like doing the same? Click here.
An earlier attempt, from which I picked three haiku.
Yours,
Leonard B., aka Lee Nao Doh
