5 & 7 & 5

by Anselm Hollo

follow that airplane

of course I’m high this is

an emergency


giant Scots terrier

I thought I saw was known as

Taxicab Mountain


brown photo legend

“serene enjoyment” they suck

pipes bones crumbled back


night train whistles stars

over a nation under

mad temporal czars


round lumps of cells grow

up to love porridge later

become The Supremes


lady I lost my

subway token we must part

it’s faster by air


“but it’s our world”

tiny blue hands and green arms

your thought in my room


sweet bouzouki sound

another syntax for heads

up to the aether


in you the in moon

its rays entwined in my mind’s

hair hangs down right in


viewing the dragon

there they ride slim through my dream

Carpaccio’s pair


slow bloom inside you

the mnemonics of loving

incessant chatter


far shore Ferris wheel

turning glowing humming love

in our lit-up heads


switch them to sleep now

the flying foxes swarm out

great it’s flurry time


wind rain you and me

went looking for a new house

o the grass grows loud

From Notes on the Possibilities and Attractions of Existence, Coffee House Press, Minneapolis, 2001. Originally from his book Haiku, published in 1968.