Nota bene: This is a post manually carried forward from an older iteration of my blog. It may not match the tone or topic of my more recent posts. I don’t know if anyone in the history of written language has ever, on their own volition, gone out to a bookstore and bought themselves a book of Haikus. I know I haven’t. In my case, I received Haiku in English: The first Hundred Years as a Christmas present a few years ago and only then because my parents knew one of the Editors, Mr.