miles davis was a haiku poet (yes he REALLY was)
yes. the previously sealed archives have been opened now. it is an established fact (like sunshine and rain) that every note he blew was a syllable in the trumpet language. long ignored by anthropologists this language has persisted for thousands of years. older than sanskrit is the speech of notes. first on hollow logs. then on branches hollowed out to become flutes. the industrial age gave us brass sections. and the electronic age synthesizers and override tubes for amps. but it took miles to put it all together for us. we can now close our universities and gather around a huge fire and recount our moments in the poetry of music.
winter rain
the piano man works
it into the tune
This was first published in Haibun Today!
Michael Rehling 