A few days, somebody told me that my haiku were glib and really not that good.This stopped haiku production for a few days, which altered my experience of the world considerably. No haiku occurred to me.The first break from the absence of haiku happened spontaneously with this shitting.I realized, later, that the haiku wasn't just a return to form, but a also a reply to the original criticism.Thank you, subconscious.
This makes me smile.
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A few days, somebody told me that my haiku were glib and really not that good.
This stopped haiku production for a few days, which altered my experience of the world considerably. No haiku occurred to me.
The first break from the absence of haiku happened spontaneously with this shitting.
I realized, later, that the haiku wasn't just a return to form, but a also a reply to the original criticism.
Thank you, subconscious.
This makes me smile.
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