As a better poet than us – Rudyard Kipling – once wrote, ‘last, loneliest, loveliest’. Of course, Kipling was writing about turn of the twentieth century Auckland, then farthest bastion of Empire. We only ever write about beer though but this may be the loneliest, certainly not the loveliest, but definitely the last in our haiku series. We will provide a follow up on the reasons for abandoning this beloved feature. In the meantime, it is almost poetic that our last haiku beer albeit not our last Tuesday night new release at Hashigo Zake Cult Beer Bar is a brand new experimental effort from perennial haiku muses, Garage Project.
Garage Project HopTrial #2 Imperial IPA (8.5%ABV)
Lips oozing whispers
Licks every precious grass
Consumed her body*
* this haiku was generated entirely using Malice’s Haikubes. No synapses were injured in the process.
Food match: pickled eggs, mushy peas with malt vinegar & tommy sauce
It’s the kind of beer you drink when: you’ve done the same thing a hundred times!
n. pl. haiku also hai·kus
1. A Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons.
2. A poem written in this form.