Terri’s Haiku for Thomas
1.
1/31/18
Bells and ringing bowls
A musician's treasured tools
Silence--he is gone.
(In our home, Thomas’ collection of bells, chimes and ringing things.)
2.
3/8/18
made him sad to throw
out old girlfriend's TV, “So
keep it then,” I say. Relief!
(Be kind to your new man, mixed sentiments. Understandable. 1986,
the year we met.)
3.
2/19/18
over there we'll meet
grow together again, sweet
love lives does not die
(Mary Baker Eddy, Miscellaneous Writings, pg. 42, "After the change called death.”)
4.
2/20/18
in Moroccan hills
distracted, I'm babbling
Thomas: "Be Here Now!”
(Not just on music stage, but always Thomas practiced 'presence.’)
5.
2/20/18
at Russian Fort beach,
crackling water sound, music
Thomas scoops up nuts
(black kukui nuts rustling in waves on a Kauai beach, once back home Thomas
drilled holes & made a shaker: "a beautiful waterlike sound.” 1986.)
6.
3/3/18
best play night in Davis
short-lived high for Thomas
car keys lost, f**ked him up
(“In Davis, CA., 1992, Thomas’ Trio was on the same floor as the audience: kinectic, energy fantastic.
He was so high from playing. Then packing up he could not find car keys and a beautiful evening
turned nightmarish. He did find, but was a mess. "The gods can be jealous of your happiness.” )
7.
3/8/18
when you go away
i'm alone, a musician’s
wife's unending lament.
(Terri, the wife. Thomas, the musician. circa 1988)