this morning i finally managed to do something i meant to do 4 years ago--i typed the haikus i wrote in NYC from 2003-2005, which pretty much show how i felt about nyc at the time. thankfully my opinion has improved, probably because i do not venture into manhattan nearly as much as i used to. in truth, i think i stopped writing them around the end of 2004. hailku and senryu, and certainly not too traditional as i was probably more influenced by Kerouac's haikus rather than Basho, Issa, Buson or any others at the time, although i'd read them. I'm going to print them in batches. so here's a first batch:
f train
the yawning blonde
a bored bardot
manhattan
you’re as old and gloomy
as the falling snow
byant park
shop girls behind the windows
vacant, faceless
down and out
down and out in manhattan
all i did was cry
brooklyn
another gray dawn
falling over the BQE
oh lost!
my new hobo beard
to the east river
6th avenue at dawn
the round eyes of
latino girls, sob-filled
dead, bloodied pigeon
at 5th and 42nd street
without a chance
midday
the 6th avenue subway
rings with tenor sax
tuesday!
times square!
another mirage
carrying the world
a restless bum
on 44th street
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