An age of darkness ended with a searing light, which shook the earth, and the
great Basho was rendered unto thee and hokku (as standalone haiku, as well as
starting verse for chain poetry called renga)! And, lo, trite imagism was
sundered and smashed unto smithereens, and a new morning dawned over the waters
of inchoate chaos. But, on the edges of nowhere, dark forces were massing and
biding their time. . .
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reality contradicts the models-
a metal tree
rusts