December 02, 2008 at 08:30 PM EST

The walking dead. Celebrated through the rigid metrical phrasing of haiku. In the voices of several masters of verse. I love every part of this concept.

Dylan Thomas offers practical advice: Do not go gentle / into that zombie-plagued night. / And take the shotgun.

But my favorite is from Walt Whitman: Every skin atom / form’d from this soil, this air, / tastes like chicken meat.

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