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About Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac Reads from "On The Road" (Click here)
"The American Haiku is not exactly the Japanese
Haiku. The Japanese Haiku is strictly disciplined to seventeen syllables but since the language structure is different
I don't think American Haikus (short three-line poems intended to be completely packed with Void of Whole) should worry about
syllables because American speech is something again...bursting to pop. Above all, a Haiku must be very simple and free
of all poetic trickery and make a little picture and yet be as airy and
graceful as a Vivaldi Pastorella." Jack Kerouac
Early morning yellow flowers,
thinking about
the drunkards
of Mexico.
No telegram today
only more leaves
fell.
Nightfall,
boy smashing
dandelions
with a stick.
Holding up my
purring cat to the moon
I sighed.
Drunk
as a hoot owl,
writing letters
by thunderstorm.
Empty baseball field
a robin
hops along
the bench.
All day long
wearing a hat
that wasn't on my head.
Crossing the football
field
coming home from work -
the lonely businessman.
After the shower
among the drenched
roses
the bird thrashing in the bath.
Snap your finger
stop the world -
rain falls harder.
Nightfall,
too dark to read the page
too cold.
Following each other
my cats
stop
when it thunders.
Wash hung out
by moonlight
Friday night in May.
The
bottoms of my shoes
are clean
from walking in the rain.
Glow worm
sleeping on this flower
-
your light's on.
Other
works on this site by Jack Kerouac
On the Road, Jack Kerouac
The Essentials of Spontaneous Prose by Jack Kerouac
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