Haiku H035

Rare are gingers on the whole –
But rarer still are
Gingers with a soul

08.25.15

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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.

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Notes to this poem…

I was doing social experiments* on Tinder when Tinder matched me to a redhead (aka “ginger”) half my age at 1 a.m. when I couldn’t sleep and realized I had not checked all day. I was betting it was spam but I figured I’d have a little fun at it by writing a haiku to open instead of using some pick-up line. This was what came out, referencing not only the rarity of natural redheads, but also commenting on how they supposedly have no soul. I’m implying to this girl I can tell she has one.

She might have had one, but it was full of spam.

But at least I got this impromptu haiku from Tinder spam at 1 a.m. out of it. That’s almost another haiku. 🙂

* Social experiments I conduct on Tinder and matchmaking are to gauge how averse Nova Scotian women are to Asians, and sometimes people of other races. People won’t generally tell you they aren’t into people of other races if they aren’t, but there are ways to tell from these sites by comparing to response for “identical” profiles of other races. By “identical”, I mean the factors that matter to the algorithm of matching people, for example, where you answer all the questions the same way, use the same keywords in descriptions like “job”, “government”, and so on. The results are generally quite depressing, so depressing that I end up writing poetry to lift myself out of the funk, as I once did many years ago in a very sad phase of my life that got this whole poetry collection started. And one I am quite proud of to be honest. If you can get stuff like that out of adversity in your life, you’ll have a pretty good life. 🙂

The H-series poems comprise of haiku composed while I was not engaged in some activity during which I frequently composed poetry. That is why these are called the Inactive Haiku collection.