Why not. The purest art form. Beauty in few words. They say a picture says more than a thousand words, but a poem can say more than a novel. I do not aspire to write a novel in my poems, I am not Darwish, Sylvia Plath, Dylan Thomas, but I try to say something. Not much perhaps, not art maybe, but something...
Haiku Flowers
Haiku flowers - restricted finesse,
floating beauty, rootless.
Chaos and serenity
In the chaos
of sound and sight
that was the city.
I found peace and serenity.
A bench in a park,
miles away from civilization,
a minute from the metro station.
Charlie Parker
Salt peanuts, salt peanuts
To the sounds of Charlie Parker
I drift
to the sounds of Charlie Parker.
Salt peanuts, salt peanuts
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Beautiful
very postmodernist :)
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