A couple of Haiku

As I re-write Dante with my faux Haiku stanzas I'm also learning about the actual art of writing Japanese poetry here are two which I wrote today:



Dull tiles dance under
the flickering neon lights
Good Friday, Men's Room.

On Hastings and Pain
The rich drive past the dying
a living bird, thrown.

I need to get into the habit of carrying a notepad everywhere because now that I've started writing poetry again I've been finding that I notice poetic situations or otherwise get inspired at some of the oddest times.

That second Haiku I had to mooch a pen off a stranger on the buss or I might have forgotten it.

Anyway enough navel gazing I've got a Canto to write tonight and some other work to do besides.