Sketchbook  Ed Baker, US

 

Haiku   full moon ransacking my memory   *   full moon in her garden eating time and space   *   to understand stone girl be stone girl   *   full moon her silence not a rejection   *   eye s appointment life see is veritable hien draw is towards minstrel's harmonious advance   *   full moon explains nothing expects nothing   *   Wild Orchid doesn't know her ass-from-a-hole-in-the-ground   *   old bull-frog year after year in her Lily Pond

 

1 Clay Model A man goes into a figure willingly with an old tool pull is along long arms legs lips hips open wide pursed w his tongue open a a rut fault through long black sheen fingers her hair-fall ing lang uage works her torso model morphed is minutiae cannot get eyes' intent * > of her lines are held is posture a pose he is no match for -doan-trang's     2 Long Run #$ 135 run is difficult along the Sligo Creek cut through trees sun reveal s her long legs open this in credible want desire is     3. > Face Turned To The South -Trungpa's today the still slow war has gotten beyond me I imagine Yellow Flowers growing on the wall a girl the woman is in a wet dress I have not seen her wear before ;her loose movements in a wet dress as she goes up Vestry -& Fay Chin's     4 3 a.m. March 17, 1998 on white sheets you came while out side rush was towards spring rush to window to see you slip into comical positions reflection in patterns be yond cracked pane storm glass in eyes discovery of long thin image girl in yellow skates up on one leg raising in front of me I swear! oi front of me on wheels one leg up more than body demands throw is op en wakes me... in this light leap is beyond its OH!!     5 The Trench long dry wait leans shovel against her fence rail is relevant mud- luscious who said what to whom makes sense of any more than it s doing