FROM A HAIKU
JOURNAL
At a recent program for seniors, we
were advised to keep a journal. So I have embarked on a plan to write a haiku or
senyru each day for a year. By December 31, I should have 1,098 lines and 6,222
syllables.
North
Carolina
Moravian
graves
Spread out even, on the
ground:
All equal in
death.
Downtown
Burlington
Quiet, pleasant
mid-morning:
Lots of empty
stores.
Warm morning,
mid-March:
Scraggly forsythia
blooms,
Flowering fruit
trees.
Mild
Impairments
Dementia
lecture:
Levels of cognitive
loss,
Memories of my
dad.
In my older
years
I get more like my
father:
Make silly
noises.
Can’t call his
name.
I don a vague mask that
says
I know I know
you.
Worship
Unfamiliar
hymns:
A memorial
service
Where we did not
pray.
Grandchildren at
church:
Douglas plays the
violin,
Brooke serves
communion.
Robert
Demaree is the author of three book-length collections, including After Labor Day (2014) published by
Beech River Books. He presents poetry readings, seminars and workshops in North
Carolina (October through June) and New England (June through October). Next
programs: Twin Lakes Poetry Festival, Burlington, N.C., May 4 and 11; Effingham
Library Poetry Seminar, Effingham, N.H., June 25
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