A cardinal family has made a small holly bush their home,
very near by garden gate. When I approach I whistle, not hum,
Miles Davis’s opening solo from So What. The modality, the D dorian
riffs and bluesy slurry passing tones, soothe the tawny female, who used to flee the nest when I’d approach without sound. Now as I seed the earth, we are side by side, and I am starting to once again feel my wings.
In the corner of my eye, just atop my beak, I see Coltrane to the side, awaiting his chorus.
Chagall 2020
Alphabet City 
AW!
A belated thank you. 🙂 —CC
Excellent! This reads like an #AmericanSentence #haibun!
Thank you so much.
I see your point re the American Sentence – certainly not in strict form.
but in In tone and the setup to the last line, maybe. Here’s some early attempts at Ginsberg’s American Sentence.
https://carloschagall.com/2014/12/06/a-s-dec-5-2014/ https://carloschagall.com/2014/01/19/a-s-jan-18-2014/ https://carloschagall.com/2014/01/02/a-s-jan-2-2014/ https://carloschagall.com/2013/12/30/a-s-dec-30-2013/ https://carloschagall.com/2013/12/28/a-s-dec-27-2013/ https://carloschagall.com/2018/11/21/american-sentence-11212018/
Hoping you are healthy and safe. —CC
If it’s alright with you, I’d be happy to blog it as a loose-form American-sentence haibun. Let me know.
That is, reblog it.
I would be honored. Thank you.
Great! Thank you.
Beautiful! The title, the music, the colors, the mood – they all speak to me!
That is wonderful to hear. Yes – all of that comes together in the holly bush near the garden gate. —CC
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #4: Carlos Chagall’s latest improvised #AmericanSentence #haibun!