Joan McNerney's poetry has been included in numerous magazines, journals and anthologies in the United
States. Four of her books have been published by fine literary presses. She has performed at many
distinguished venues in New York City, Boston, San Antonio, Houston and the Hudson River Region. Several
radio stations and cable television programs have recorded her work. Her latest title is "Having Lunch With
the Sky", A.P.D., Albany, New York.
Haiku
What does this cat think
strumming his tail with such ease
to fugues of Bach?
All sound disappears.
The earth is calm, mild, silent...
my love has come near.
Luncheon by the lake.
How lucky we are to have
such a large finger bowl.
A cup of coffee
warm fat pancakes bubbling up
my haiku breakfast.
Cool bright delicate.
Let me wear it around my neck,
this soft splash of rain.
Who threw a ladle full
of moonbeams on my
celery green grass?
What discus player
threw a tangerine moon on
top of Fourteenth Street?
Joan McNerney
Allen Ginsberg Is Now A "Household Word"
Darling, would you please hand me the
Allen Ginsberg?
I've had a terrible day. First of all,
one of my favorite blue kaddishes broke,
you know, that Aunt Rose sent from Europe.
Then, that silly old al gizmo fell apart
in the basement. The repairman said it
might be cracked or even kerouacked, can't
tell which. Well, whatever can I do?
Horace Jr. began to beat his beets and
howl, actually howl, for more ginzy on
his reality sandwich. So I just sent
him our for a copy of the Planet News.
When I was getting ready for you, dear
sweetheart, to come...my empty mirror
broke and I knew bad luck was near.
Horace came back to the Planet News,
headline read:
City Lights Gone Out - People Gone Mad
Throwing Ferlingetti All Over Streets.
I think today is just an airplane dream. So, darling
would you please hand me the Allen Ginsberg.