WHY I DON'T WRITE HAIKU

by Pamela Miller

 

Make no little plans;
they have no magic to stir men’s blood
—Daniel Burnham

 

why address the world
through the wrong end of
a bullhorn?

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my poems don’t want
to heave one dew-soaked sigh
then die like mayflies

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want to watch poems
climb a half-inch Everest?
don’t call me

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make no teeny din—
let your poems rampage on stilts
like tornadoes

 

 

 

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