more people have laughed
at jazz than I have
his plastic sax
#senryu
AN IDEA OF IMPROVISATION WITH SYNTAX & SEMANTICS
“The piano ain’t got no wrong notes” Thelonious Monk
Today I lay on the lawn
and listened to 88
blades of clover say
had Noam only known
how a queen bee sometimes brooks
no lack to her blooming
even as she springs
towards something closer
to emerald, sea foam, or moss—
not just phonetically before nightfall
as if fiddling to fight
or perhaps most aptly
to flamenco
any late flowers—
he might’ve seen
“graves grow no green you can use”
and
“colorless green ideas sleep furiously”
in between.
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