Haiku

The idea with this song was to set haiku to music, using the same structure as that which governs haiku: 5-7-5 syllables. So this song is in alternating sets of three measures with time signatures of 5/4, 7/4, and 5/4. Alternatively, one could probably argue that the song is actually in 17/4, but either way it's a pretty interesting meter.

This was great fun to record. The original song was 30 minutes, and included all the haiku I've ever written (years worth). I soloed over top first with guitar, then with guitar/sax, then selected the best of the session — about seven minutes worth of quality haiku and jazz.

You'll notice a strong sense of place in my haiku. I travel a lot, so many of these haiku are postcards from places I've been.

Lyrics

Couple at the gym
She speaks only in questions
He in short answers

Full bodied, balanced
with delicate floral notes.
Chardonnay and Jazz

Bright white icy peaks
shadows in an endless night
Denali winter

Hotel caretaker
Last man in a tourist town,
waiting for winter

The twenty sixth floor,
high above the bustling street,
is silent and still.

Wakened by sunlight,
a robed woman sips coffee
on her balcony.

A strong stormy gust,
The screen door flies open: fwak!
Mischevious wind.

Chestnut and Maple
Crisp leaves pause at the stop light
Then scamper on green.

Cold gray windy wet
Roof tapped rhythmically by rain
Tears on my windshield

Cool pink desert sky
Strange birds flit among cacti
Hail the newborn day!

Glass Buddha's candle
Dim light in a pre-dawn room
shadows and silence

One bird greets the dawn
Then another, Then many
Morning symphony

White rectangle plate
Five savory roasted beets,
Buck o Five per beet.

Endless human sound
One thousand conversations.
Silent at the bar

Big City of ghosts
San Francisco smoky jazz
Kerouac in my beer

In ten directions
People, cars, buses, rushing
I sip warm coffee

An aging stranger
sadly staring back from my
cup of oolong tea

We eat to sustain life
Bread, salad, spicy currie
and tea at the Greens.

Going home, somewhere
New Castle? Kansas? Page Street?
Another sunrise.

Curried chantrelles, peas,
cauliflower, carrots, leeks
Chew, swallow, and smile

I ask, what is mind?
Music, poetry, peace, sex
Another deep breath

One man, Union Square
Amidst umbrellas, rain, wind,
doing a headstand.

Nauseous, feverish,
Stiff joints, waiting for a cab.
Full moon gives me strength

Urinal spider
Scrambling to avoid my stream.
I gasho, then flush.

Like this song? If so, please consider buying a copy. Then you can take it with you and play it anytime anywhere, plus you'll be helping to support my art (I really appreciate that - thanks!). It's on my Flow Theory Flavors CD, which you can find almost anywhere music downloads are sold, including the following sources:

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