I have a goal to write 25 haiku today and tomorrow and I'm well on my way! (The first few don't count, as they were done before and just needed to be posted.) Refresh this page until I say otherwise! Hi! Like my writing? Like me in general? Lob me coffee money via PayPal, or … Continue reading Haikupalooza #1!
Pros of nun schooling - Skills to stay so cool before Nazi judge, death stalled. You might have inferred from my post about my dear Grandpa Ivan that beneath the plaid exterior of the Nova Scotian man potentially lies the heart of a badass. Turns out, that applies to the women too. Mona Louise Parsons … Continue reading Mona Parsons Haiku
Pa forcing marriage? Sign up for Union Army. It's the only way. And now, it's time for Crossdresser Week. Our first entry provides us with some Canadian representation in the form of Sarah Emma Edmonds, Union soldier and spy. Edmonds was born in New Brunswick in 1841, and immediately proved a disappointment to her father … Continue reading Sarah Emma Edmonds Haiku
Regard for color Lessens when bullets lodge in Redcoats' varied bits. Florence Nightingale, the subject of Saturday's haiku, had many fine qualities, but man, oh man, was she a dick to Mary Seacole. But no one keeps Seacole down and she went off to help the wounded in the Crimean War anyway, no matter how … Continue reading Mary Seacole Haiku
Soldiers die less if Nurses exist, wash their hands. Who'da fucking thought. It also helps if wounded men aren't left to wallow in their own filth. Who was on that? Our gal Florence, who incidentally, turns 198 today. I suggest you celebrate by a) washing your damned hands, and b) taking a moment to appreciate … Continue reading Florence Nightingale Haiku