Clare Curran thought she was being cute. She wrote a haiku to John Hartevelt, Labour’s fan-boy at Fairfax:
Though our aim divine/
The delivery human/
A labour of loveA haiku about Red Alert dedicated to John Hartevelt
Readers of Red Alert felt inspired, like Danyl McLauchlan:
As the dying eel
drifts to the sea floor
Labour drifts into social media
…and Chris Trotter:
The summer rains fall,
Hopes for better weather fade,
Shearer says nothing.
Yeah, not sure that the haiku was a good idea Clare.