last of light embers
glimmer behind cloud-like
soft caterpillars
Writing a haiku is one of those distant memories, like the first time I tasted sweetness. I’m sure I wrote one, two, or more for English clapping to myself an immeasurable amount and counting syllables.
So… I wrote SylLabel. A syllable counter for now, but at its core an æsthetic temp notebook. It’s in -alpha and not user tested because I almost didn’t catch that Leviathan(4) was outputting a syllable count of five.
HBD, enjoy the Haiku.
Of the Ways, and of Vices and Virtues; And of the Rewards of Heaven and the Punishments of Hell
For they say that the course of human life resembles the letter Y, because every one of men, when he has reached the threshold of early youth, and has arrived at the place “where the way divides itself into two parts,” is in doubt, and hesitates, and does not know to which side he should rather turn himself. Another test
Lactantius, The Divine Institutes. Book VI Chap. III.
