Poetry

I asked Claude 3 Sonnet, an AI assistant from Anthropic, to collaborate with me on some Haiku. M. E.

I don’t recall if I slept in the upper bunk

A writer should write every day.
Awaken his Night Terrors,
regrets,
daydreams,
pride.
Haunting half-memories,
fading.
I have none.
I do,
but I fear them.

I thought the Beat Generation invented the monostich as some sort of gimmick. They did not.

But a ghost now stands behind me.

Time,
Will teach me all she knows.

Don’t recall when I wrote this. Must have been going through something.