The new President of the European Union is not only a consumate political operator, but also a haiku master. For instance:
Hair blows in the wind
After years there is still wind
Sadly no more hair
and
Puddles wait
for warmth to evaporate.
Water becomes a cloud
We’d have him at The Other Room, but we couldn’t afford his expenses. Anyway, he might decide to turn it in after his work was described as having “an awful conservative, picturesque prettiness” by Andrew Motion here. That’s got to hurt.
