99 - A Clean Slate

The knight stepped forward.

‘Please let me sleep by your side’.

Thus it all began.

98 - A Convenient Truth

Along lonely streets
The Wanderer stumbles on,
Through routine and time.

97 - Festinger's cat (well I knew it was dead all along)

But on the bright side,

For Social Psychologists

It’s the greatest time.

96 - Another Ort

As for our worries

In Droysn they fall away.

A time to explore.

95 - Eavesdropping

For today’s problems

There’s only one solution -

Manifestation.

94 - A Must-be-read Gerundive

Being is verbal,

And words are sounds with grammar.

Being’s a gerund.

93 - The Echobubble reverberates

With so much shouting,

The weary traveller shrugs.

‘Drey mir nit keyn kop!’

Not all haikus reach the ponnacle of prose poetry

So we ask ourselves what exactly is a ponnacle¹, especially within the context of a literary post where the writer is expected to at least be able to use a spellcheck app.

There was a Polish writer of note whose similes became metaphors, and whose metaphors took over the page and floated as real objects out of the page and into the reader's mind. If a modern writer would emulate such style the Three-Act Structure would be relegated to the beginning, middle and end of history.

1 The Ponnacle of Eleucid was a popular destination for travellers across the Gobiu desert in the eleventh century. By diverting to Eleucid the trading caravans could refresh and revitalsie with the fresh waters of the Eleu oasis, and rest in the lush green meadows of the Herac foothills. ↩

92 - Something must be done

The in-between time
Has taken over the day
With narrow margins.

91 - The light at the end of Fonthill Road

Teleology

Is useful in retrospect.

Like I said. Init?

90 - The Perforant Pathway

Today’s decision

From the caudate nucleus

Sets out the new path.