Comunicación

Yo te hablo de poesía
y vos me preguntás
a qué hora comemos.
Lo peor es que
yo también tengo hambre.

The following is dedicated to Og Maciel, whose life apparently would be empty and meaningless without it.

There was a couple
Not an underwater couple that controlled the sea
But a couple of people on land
Who courted one another with the magic of haiku

They sent haiku across the country
Every day
Until the philotes
Brought them together physically

Then the Great State of California
Pronounced them legally wed
Because it either didn't know
Or didn't care
That poetry is supposed to rhyme.