Clarity

Twice each year the absence digs a deeper hole.  The day of your birth.  The day of your death.  What I should have said.  What I should have done, but did not.

But time has other sides.  Ends also have beginnings, middles.  I remember seasons that soared so high they grew wings.  And what remains from the center still holds my hand.

downy woodpecker
on the tree trunk beside me–
spirals, holding on

For dVerse, where Frank has given us the subject of memory.

32 thoughts on “Clarity

  1. The combination of my favourite Cyndi Lauper song and your poignant haibun made me cry, Kerfe. I’m so sorry for your loss and the memory of it, and humbled by your stoicism.

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  2. So poignant. Beautifully written, Kerfe.

    I love this:
    “Ends also have beginnings, middles. I remember seasons that soared so high they grew wings. And what remains from the center still holds my hand.”

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