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THREE SPRING HAIKU 2019
FOR LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI'S
ONE HUNDREDTH BIRTHDAY
Rexroth, Ginsberg, Ferlinghetti
Frisco's just spaghetti.
FROM EX-WIFES'S OLD DAYBOOK
Fresh morning coffee
Birds singing in the trees
Taste of sperm on my lips.
FOR HIS SKILLED MASSEUSE
Nick's whole life has been
One long out-of-body experience.
TOUCHING THE NEW SCIENCE
that the way I experience my own body
could be a new way of knowing the world.
Widen the area of contact
Practice irimi, the entering art
That's what you most need to do.
Could I feel my way into physical Nature
And enter the world of the wordless?
Use sense of touch to palpate
Her lovely quantum absurdness?
Now that I've chosen
My mode of flirtation
The next biggest question is How:
How can studious Nick
Learn a Heisenberg trick
And sink up to his elbows in Tao?
What skill do I most need to master
To sense Mother Nature as Frau?
Show me what I lack much
To do real quantum touch.
Sweet Muse, don't fail me now.
|Whoa by Bill Tavis|