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Poems, Pandemics, and Preservation

3 Jul

[Prefatory Note: with the help of a friend I taught myself to write poems in a haiku form following classic Japanese guidance. Poetry has long been a place of sanctuary for me, and in recent months it has also offered me the pleasures of ‘lockdown therapy.’ I hope I am not abusing readers of this blog by posting a sample, and hoping others will be drawn to join an invisible community of haiku lovers.]

 

Poems, Pandemics, and Preservation

 

Lonely despair wilts

Colorful blooming flowers

Can’t hide fragrance

 

 

Joy is a heart wave

Complacency vanishes

Blue replaces gray

 

 

black while jogging

Ahmaud Arbery

Then dead like King

 

 

By choice blue birds fly

Above the prisoners below

Singing their freedom songs

 

 

Enough of dreaming

The scent of this rose is real

Holding the stem I bleed