Yesterday’s contest required you the readers to offer a haiku on the theme of “Rocking.” Here’re the entries:
Our (randomly selected) winner, Dan, offered this moderately snarky poem:
The act of rocking
involves little skill, only
shifting body weight
Jon from Arlington (who probably has never seen Savion Glover dance) wrote:
Bring in the noise bring
in the funk? Some other time.
I say, bring the rock.
Ileen from NYC offers a very thematically appropriate musing:
Elvis Costello
Two icons’ names smashed to one
Greater than the sum
Michelle in Virginia offers:
Play that guitar loud
the bass is for losers man
and jazz musicians
Jill in Illinois wrote this surprising verse, perhaps inspired by the new New York Dolls album:
Rocking is simple
You know what you need to do
Get panties and bras
Karl in Portland got philosophical:
To Rock. It’s more than
distorted guitar — rocking
is a state of mind.
Mike in Illinois submitted some rock spirit:
let’s blow this cheap dive
kick over the jukebox and
take home the waitress
Jacob gives us a TSOYA-themed rocking poem:
Irony is dead
But nothing can stop
The Sound from rocking