Jerome Berglund has worked as everything from dishwasher to paralegal, night watchman to assembler of heart valves. Many haiku, haiga and haibun he’s written have been exhibited or are forthcoming online and in print, most recently in bottle rockets, Frogpond, and Modern Haiku. His first full-length collections of poetry Bathtub Poems and Funny Pages were just released by Setu and Meat For Tea press, and a mixed media chapbook showcasing his fine art photography is available now from Yavanika.
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Jerome Berglund
& Marjorie Pezzoli
Yet Again
cover
no one was watching
black and blue
crimson streaks
their badges
águas mil
suing
for peace
watch repair
time steals air
second hand sweeps
hourglass breaks
John Wayne’s Brain
You thought John Wayne was gone,
But a piece still remains.
On a shelf in some closet,
They’re keeping his brain.
It looks like a scrotum,
All wrinkled and pink.
Yet that’s where it started,
Those nightmares, just think!
He gave it quite freely,
You’d believe felt flattered.
Did he know they’d filet it,
‘Twould appear should be battered?
Past owner felt apart,
From all other noodles.
Which helped him immensely,
Turning them to strudel.
In that mind those dozens,
Made for oils on canvas.
Value mere extrinsic,
To glut playful madness.
John Wayne was steadfast,
His friends never thought twice.
Wife trusted the smell,
Was because of dead mice.
Hope that tissue’s well-guarded,
Under strictest lock and key.
That no bumbling Igor,
Might find and set free.
Baboon’s Blood
spicy
noodle bowl
steaming
botched
home haircut
did me
like
artichoke
hope dip
was satisfactory
rich man
eyes tray
on carpet
by hotel room
once was hungrier
people
who have so much
so angry!
…bindle’s lightweight
easy to carry
playing
self at chess
no thrill
or mystery but
can always win
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