More Haiku
by Raffael de Gruttola
a hawk glides
along the mountain ridge…
afternoon stillness
april morning
a light snow
the only sound
stretched out by a shadow
the grasshopper’s
antennae
lost in the lights
the high fly ball
that never comes down
computer window
the face of
down-time
no letter from you
watching a mocking bird
chase a butterfly
first snow
the broken beachchair
frozen to the ground
paw prints
disappear in the snow
wind under the hemlocks
jazz haiku
comb
with broken teeth
blues harmonica player
big man Mingus
in flames…
ashes in the Ganges
muddy waters
where the river ends
the tune inside his head
Alabama church
John Coltrane
John Coltrane
dust on my shoes
gonna write my name there—
birdfeathers across the alley
vamp after vamp
a train whistle widens
in the cool air
North Beach
finding the old bar
with poetry and jazz
sheets of sound
from the’Trane window:
bound for glory
finding a new sound-voice
under the Brooklyn Bridge
harmonic screams
bluenotes
in a trunk of rhythms
the raw silence