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"Fool for Love" Spaiku, Part 5: Fascination
This is my next-to-last batch of William haiku. Scout's honor! (Okay, I was never actually a Girl Scout, but "Brownie dropout's honor" just doesn't have the same ring to it.) In this installment, William first looks upon the face of his salvation. BtVS, S5. G. (Previous parts here.)
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I.
Burning baby fish?
Wariness surrenders to
curiosity.
II.
If cats were angels,
they might look and talk like this
ethereal girl.
III.
Uncanny knowledge
of his innermost yearnings
confounds and enthralls.
IV.
Childlike beauty’s gaze
bores through drab woolen armor,
bares the poet’s heart.
V.
Pale eyes mesmerize,
comprehend his entirety . . .
beckon him homeward.
--
I.
Burning baby fish?
Wariness surrenders to
curiosity.
II.
If cats were angels,
they might look and talk like this
ethereal girl.
III.
Uncanny knowledge
of his innermost yearnings
confounds and enthralls.
IV.
Childlike beauty’s gaze
bores through drab woolen armor,
bares the poet’s heart.
V.
Pale eyes mesmerize,
comprehend his entirety . . .
beckon him homeward.
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That "if cats were angels" bit is such an interesting comparison. I don't think I ever would've thought of it that way, but it's very fitting for Dru.
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Thank you! That one came to me out of the blue, and I was honestly not sure that it would make sense outside my own head. I'm glad it fits for you.
P.S. I wanted to tell you that I started reading "Closure" while I was on vacation last week, and I'm hooked. I was stealing little bits of computer time and didn't get a chance to f/b, but I will next time a chapter goes up. I'm in terrible suspense!
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Glad you're enjoying Closure! I just updated again last night, for which you can thank my pesky, impatient f-list. :)
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