Poems, Pandemics, and Preservation
[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