My sense of humor is warped
There is a display of art in the theatre/arts building on campus. The pictures range from reproductions of famous photograghs to portraits of children to modern art designs. Each picture has a poem, written by the artist, hung beneath it.
There was one picture depicting what seemed to be the American assault on the island of Iwo Jima. The poem underneath was nice, if unexceptional: all about sacrifices made for the sake of freedom, et all.
The thing that struck me was that, as I started to walked away, the form of the poem struck me as unusual and...distinctive.
Three lines per stanza, and very short stanzas.
I did a quick syllable count, and then I (belatedly, I confess) saw the title of the poem.
Yes.
This poem--hung under a picture from the Battle of Iwo Jima--was quite correctly titled, "A Haiku For Art Class."
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