THE POETRY MILLIONAIRE
(1977)

(Taken from the cover note)
Of these haiku he writes: "Their seventeen syllables, felt as a simultaneous ripple through brain and hand, correspond to the happiest vibration I know".

I look to my chart And see you there Queen of my garden In your chair Catching haikus left-handed Everybody claps: Damnable insects! The poetry millionaire Ladles a few cups of rice From his sack