Now You See It

      by Ron Padgett

What you don’t see
helps you see what
you do see: the keyhole
sharpens the thrill
in your brain,
even if there is
no one
in the room,
wafting across
the white sheets
as a song drifts in
the window,
her voice so pure
you can see
the face it rises from,
for what you see
helps you see what
you don’t see.

From Collected Poems, Minneapolis, Minnesota, Coffee House Press, 2013, page 607. I see haiku as a sort of “keyhole” poetry. What’s seen and not seen in the poem helps you see the unseen.