Three haiku by Patsy Goodsir

Email from brother,Edmonton 30 below,he's hibernating Dogs with sad facestheir mum's packing her suitcasebut just for one nightGot soaked to the skin,walking to the paper shop,just to pay a bill!* Patsy Goodsir describes herself as “A daft granny...

Three haiku by Jac Cattaneo

Three mornings Cat up winter tree;crouching black on bare branches,gazing at the sky.  Mist smudges daytimeinto grey; trees disappear.Train puffs through the clouds.  Sunshine paints the walls.A lark sings on a rooftop;rosy morning...

Jack Kerouac reads some haiku

Here's a treat from the archives, a recording of Jack Kerouac reading some of his haiku with a background accompaniment of jazz riffs. It all sounds a little corny now but back then (the recording must be late 1950s) this was the epitome of being part of the cool...