Saturday, December 11, 2021


Here is another haiku from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) that was not published in his lifetime, and is not available on The Eldritch Dark, so here's the full text:

When I heard the singer bawl
I thought he had swallowed his cocktail-cherries
Tooth-picks and all.

This short poem feels like the author having a bit of fun after hearing a musical broadcast that didn't really capture his fancy.  It's a minor work at best, and at least CAS had the decency not to name the unfortunate crooner!

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