I learned about Oulipians and nOulipians today and my professor asked us to come up with a traditional haiku using only words that we could form from our name. I used my full name, Laurette Elaine Lepore and this was my result.
On Lunar
Lane, a
Proletariat
Parrot
Tauntin’ a
Torta.
I'm pretty proud of it. It doesn't make much sense, but then, when did experimental poetry ever make sense?
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