Footnote: Fifth Grade, Autumn, 1968

[to Miss A. W., professional discourager]

 

Trying to learn to
write Haiku, our best efforts
were red-marked ("This is

"poor taste").  Grades and self-esteem

fell like breeze blown, shriveled  leaves.

 

Kyakuchuu

 

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