Proceed with caution *

My sister takes us to a small museum on the quiet college campus not far from her home. There, at the back of one of the artifacts, a sign:

Warning!

Enter at your own risk

a wardrobe

hand-carved long ago . . .

peering inside

I catch myself

searching for Narnia

The Wade Center

assumes no responsibility

for persons who disappear

or are lost . . .

—A Hundred Gourds, 2:2, March 2013

* Above, a piece of tanka prose (or "haibun" with tanka instead of haiku), a literary form that—you guessed it—consists of one or more tanka blended with prose. It's taken me a little while to get the hang of these, but now I'm almost hooked. Oh no, that could mean another obsession.