I’ve decided to dedicate an entire blog post to my prolific Palin haiku post contributor; my uncle, Donald Bassman. My Grandma, Lillian Bassman Dank, a Lithuanian immigrant, embraced the English language subsequent to her arrival in the United States, through her love of poetry. As my mom and Don were growing up, Bubby would recite her favorite verses from Longfellow, Poe, Dickenson and Frost. Although Don hasn’t, to my knowledge, written poetry before these haikus, he moves through the world in a way I perceive to be gentle and poetic in and of itself. His proclaimed goal: 1,000 haikus by the time of the election. Whether or not the goal is achieved, I’m guessing there’s a good chance he’ll end up w/ more Palin haikus under his belt than any other individual writing on the topic. His contributions have integrated so fluidly into his daily routine, he has actually expressed some concern as to what will happen subsequent to the Election. Being confident in Obama anticipated victory, I’ve already promised Don new topics. In addition to writing haikus, my uncle is a landscaper, organic farmer, and history buff. He lives on the outskirts of Seattle.
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