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The idea of this book intrigued me, and so I bought it with fairly high expectations - just about the same level of expectation with which I went in to Zombieland. Some of the haikus in the collection were hilarious and the concept is entertaining, but some of it was ineffectually repetitive or flat-out gore for gore's sake. I'm not a pansy when it comes to that kind of stuff, but I was hoping for more analytical zombie poems with the same type of tone as "Breathers." Overall, it's an okay read - mostly because of those few haikus I enjoyed, sprinkled throughout.
by Ryan Mecum
a book of haiku
tragedy, death and pathos
blood and cool artwork
artfully designed
journal with poems and sketches
photos of the dead
two men write the book
one crafts haiku as he dies
and more after that
the other man scrawls
plaintive plea to his lost wife
before he dies too
credulity strains
the first zombie keeps writing
even typing notes
how often he stops
to scratch undead poetry
amid the hungry
novelty wears off
just as the story gets good
the plot carries us
a book of haiku
tragedy, death and pathos
blood and cool artwork
artfully designed
journal with poems and sketches
photos of the dead
two men write the book
one crafts haiku as he dies
and more after that
the other man scrawls
plaintive plea to his lost wife
before he dies too
credulity strains
the first zombie keeps writing
even typing notes
how often he stops
to scratch undead poetry
amid the hungry
novelty wears off
just as the story gets good
the plot carries us
This is a journal/collection of Haikus that follows the writer as he turns into a zombie.
For the most part, I think it flowed really well and they journey with our new zombie friends was fun.
For the most part, I think it flowed really well and they journey with our new zombie friends was fun.
The idea of this (zombie haikus) seemed like a no-brainer, but when I actually read the book it was a bit over the top/gory for me. Also, while I can suspend reality when it comes to zombies, I had a hard time with a zombie writing/typing out haikus and pasting pictures throughout. Really? Only a few haikus stood out for me, and overall I did not like this book. I had expected it to be humorous and different, and for me it was not enjoyable and gross/unbelievable.
Zombie poetry,
I laugh so hard my chest hurts.
Brains brains tasty brains.
I laugh so hard my chest hurts.
Brains brains tasty brains.
Zombie Haiku is one of the fastest reads I have ever read. I finished it about an hour, and that was taking my time and reading some of the choicer haiku out loud to my boyfriend. The book is funny, as it tells the experience of a zombie in a most stereotypical Hollywood style, and while I wasn't crazy about the ending, it did tie in well with the prefacing notes.
If you want a quick and humorous read, and like zombies, give it a try. It was fun!
If you want a quick and humorous read, and like zombies, give it a try. It was fun!
This is just a really fun little book. Granted, I'm slightly biased for reasons I'm not willing to go into, but it's not a big bias, just a little one-- in the sense that I'd never have seen it were it not for the work connection, anyway.
But this is breaks the unspoken rules of poetry where the topic must always be serious and high-brow, or at least that's always been my impression of poetry. Certainly there's no lack of metaphor here, given that zombies are a metaphor for the inevitability of death, and if you don't believe me, read Simon Pegg's take on it. He knows of what he speaks.
Hidden within the fun, silly, and often downright gross haikus which show a progression from man to zombie, there are some little insights into the big picture, and the meaning of it all.
This is definitely for any fans of Night of the Living Dead, or Shaun of the Dead, and if you like poetry, so much the better.
I recently declared, very pompously, and with tongue firmly in cheek, that poetry, like punk, was dead, and if that's true, then this book is an appropriate herald to a new age of undead poetry.
But this is breaks the unspoken rules of poetry where the topic must always be serious and high-brow, or at least that's always been my impression of poetry. Certainly there's no lack of metaphor here, given that zombies are a metaphor for the inevitability of death, and if you don't believe me, read Simon Pegg's take on it. He knows of what he speaks.
Hidden within the fun, silly, and often downright gross haikus which show a progression from man to zombie, there are some little insights into the big picture, and the meaning of it all.
This is definitely for any fans of Night of the Living Dead, or Shaun of the Dead, and if you like poetry, so much the better.
I recently declared, very pompously, and with tongue firmly in cheek, that poetry, like punk, was dead, and if that's true, then this book is an appropriate herald to a new age of undead poetry.
This is a great little book that tells of a zombie apocalypse through the eyes of a poet as he turns from human to zombie (yet still manages to be able to think, compose and write...) writing haikus about his changing and his ultimate urges (brains mostly) interspersed with black and white polaroids to add a little to the imagination. Very inventive and highly amusing (one of my favourite was “Blood is really warm,
it's like drinking hot chocolate,but with more screaming.”) this adds a whole new dimension to the zombie genre and one that you will want to return to again and again (I know I will be, even just to add a little zombie sunshine to my day!)
it's like drinking hot chocolate,but with more screaming.”) this adds a whole new dimension to the zombie genre and one that you will want to return to again and again (I know I will be, even just to add a little zombie sunshine to my day!)