You give me few clues other than to mention
art for art’s sake and money for god’s sake
leaving me wondering if I must resort
to writing my Lazarus poem without
Johnny Cash to guide me.
Which would it be if not even Old Crow
showed up to watch over my shoulder: art
or mythology?

"Both," you answer cryptically
& put the pedal to the metal, "it’s
the only remedy for industrial disease."

The skyline turns pink & I wonder
if we will make it safely
to the approaching dawn & whether
this twilight is only here to lead us
to a
spray painted awakening that’s been
stenciled on the horizon
in anticipation of our arrival.

"What if there are visionaries
who saw all of this coming?"
you wonder back
at me.
"What if they resorted to the mad genius
of graffiti art because Hansel & Gretel
got too greedy to share their breadcrumbs?"



for Bonnie, my ball of light

​​Expert Poem by Adrienne Veronese

If you are not an expert
you should not be reading
this poem. 

Only an expert
is qualified enough
to know at a glance
if these words
have been manufactured
according to strictly regulated standards.

If a shelf date
has not been stamped
at the bottom,
proceed with caution
for it may be an indication
that this is an unauthorized
or bootlegged poem.

If there is a shelf date
and it has expired
do not attempt to return poem
to its place of origin.
Experts disagree on the
repercussions.

Mad River Haiku
Haiku and other poems from behind the Redwood Curtain.
In progress. Launch date to be announced.