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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Haiku: Great Literature for the Time-Poor


Haiku: Great Literature for the Time-Poor


W. Shakespeare


Antony and Cleopatra

More silly battles?

If I start feeling sea-sick

I’m leaving. So there!


Hamlet

Mother fixation.

Parricidal tendencies.

Probably violent?


Romeo and Juliet

Crazy, mixed-up kids!

“Nobody understands us.

Let’s get high and die!”


Taming of the Shrew

“Phallocentric beast

Abuses brave feminist.”

(Postmodern reading).


The Tempest

Enslaves the natives.

Controls the weather, wrecks ships.

This guy’s a menace!


Henry V

“Feel like a fight, mate?

Just send me some tennis balls.

Then watch me grab yours!”


Othello

“She’s lost a Kleenex?

Stuffed down her boyfriend’s jockstrap.

Never trust whitey!”


King Lear

That tiresome old fart!

Turns up with three hundred knights

Then stays for six months!




Jane Austen


Pride and Prejudice

An acknowledged truth

Young ladies love to marry

Ten thousand acres.


Poor Liz was upset

When Wickham got his wick in.

Darcy might ditch her!


She needn’t have worried,

A spinster’s novel always

Ends with a marriage.


Emma

Rich girl matchmaking.

Clueless bungler! Then finds out

She wants it Knightly.



J. Conrad

Heart of Darkness

That cheap river-cruise!

Mad Belgians, bugs, mosquitoes.

The loo! The horror!


Agatha Christie

Any Novel

In the library,

The least likely butler,

Gets booked for murder.



Dashiell Hammet

The Maltese Falcon

Both the chicks Spade chased,

The bird and that hot-pants dame,

Turned out to be fakes.



U. Le Guinn

Left Hand of Darkness

All so confusing!

My furry alien boyfriend,

Claimed he was pregnant.





Cormac McCarthy


Blood Meridian

Crazed Judge runs amok.

Joins bikies, kills, burns, rapes, scalps.

Thinks he’s Jehovah.


The Crossing

South of the Border

Gypsies with an aeroplane

Are dancing with wolves.


You understand it?

Let’s sit down and discuss God

In His ruined church.


Cities of the Plain

Epileptic whores?

Riding bareback is fatal

Stick to your whorses.


The Road

Their shopping trolley

Ash-filled, now fast approaches

The Final Check-Out.


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