I apologise, from the innermost of my heart,
for using & reusing you/
for abusing & reabusing you,
for the mere obedience of haiku(etics)
& for the mere fact to sink into the heart
of traditionality.
Once again, I apologise for using you today
because I have an itch to be traditional.
& now is the time for me to confirm that
seasons are always the kernel.
& after all, they have their haiku(etic)
charm as well.
Ali Znaidi (b.1977) lives in Redeyef, Tunisia where he teaches English. His work has appeared in The Rusty Nail, The Tower Journal, Mad Swirl, Stride Magazine, Red Fez, BlazeVox, Otoliths, streetcake, Ink Sweat and Tears, and elsewhere. His debut poetry chapbook Experimental Ruminations was published in September 2012 by Fowlpox Press (Canada). From time to time he blogs at ALI ZNAIDI.