Here's a treat from the archives, a recording of Jack Kerouac reading some of his haiku with a background accompaniment of jazz riffs. It all sounds a little corny now but back then (the recording must be late 1950s) this was the epitome of being part of the cool Beat Generation scene. It's also an early example of what we'd now call performance poetry – and it's a valiant attempt to add a little extra to a reading of haiku, which otherwise tend to end way before an audience has got into them.