With apologies to the people of Japan, and people anywhere who practice the art of haiku or any other form of poetry, I present to you my first attempts at creating a new art form called hogku. In case you don’t know, haikus (at least the Americanized version) stick to a basic 5-7-5 syllable structure. Below are my first hogkus. Readers, any hogkus or other barbecue-inspired poems to share?
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Hickory smoked smell
Taste of vinegar on tongue
God must be watching
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Eastern or Western
Differences disappear
Over a chopped plate
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Hush puppies, slaw, bun
Everything looks good, except…
Where is the pig meat?
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Pig, your sacrifice
Will be memorialized
By sacred pit smoke
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Golden fried cornmeal
Your secret is safe with me
In my stomach now
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