speaking of haiku
held my ear
a rested moment
sunday night adagio
for strings held my ear
faith
trusting in belief
he threw open the windows
john the twenty third
weeping willow
weeping willow hair
she waits, checking her iPhone
making today's lists
aunt
aunt virgin mary
all cousins' second mother
stands over my crib.
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