oh three

Ah the first insect of the spring thaw infests my house, bringing with it the birth of a new wave of terror, for a hater of all things bug, like me.

On a practical scale, the true sign of spring’s return in Japan is not a lacey, poetical, Edo-period throwback like sakura blooming. The real sign of spring is when the insects come. And now, they cometh.

In an ironic self-contradiction, I have decided to celebrate the non-poetic side of the arrival of spring by writing a short poem:

“Bug, oh bug, why do you like to scurry around, Making me scared that more of you will be found, In awkward places like my toilet and bath, And perhaps whilst I sleep you fall in my mouth”

I admit that rhyming ‘bath’ and ‘mouth’ is rather tenuous, but I forgot my laureate hat today.

2 Responses to “oh three”

  1. i love that:

    “Bug, oh bug, why do you like to scurry around, Making me scared that more of you will be found, In awkward places like my toilet and bath, And perhaps whilst I sleep you fall in my mouth�

    http://digilander.libero.it/uefagol

    ryon / May 2nd, 2006
  2. elf-contradiction, I have decided to celebrate the non-poetic side yeah, i love that

    http://digilander.libero.it/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaada

    tern / May 9th, 2006

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