indian summer
the child still at home
already gone
(originally published in Acorn 29, Fall 2012)
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Roberta Beary
Roberta Beary lives in Mayo, Ireland.
Their work appears in Tiny Love Stories: True Tales of Love in 100 Words or Less (New York Times, 2020) and One Breath: Notes from the Reluctant Engagement Project (Doire Press/ Clan Beo, 2021) which pairs their haiku with artwork by families of people with disabilities.
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Wonderful haiku but with strong overtones of poignancy.
indian summer
the child still at home
already gone
—Roberta Beary
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am I the ghost
of a child who died before me?
autumn deepens
Alan Summers
Publications credits: Haiku Novine ISSN 1451-3889 (December 2012)
Hi Roberta, I still remember leaving home to go to college in 1972. My mother said good-bye at the back door, as she went downstairs, probably to do some laundry. Lovely poem. Best wishes to you and your family.
Lovely poem, moving me back in memory to that last summer before college – my own departure and many years later my son's – Thanks for the beauty of your words…
This came to mind: It's winter here in Alberta, my daughter and son-in-law live in my basement suite, and they've just split up. He's packed and left and yet he's still here.
Wonderful haiku but with strong overtones of poignancy.
indian summer
the child still at home
already gone
—Roberta Beary
.
am I the ghost
of a child who died before me?
autumn deepens
Alan Summers
Publications credits: Haiku Novine ISSN 1451-3889 (December 2012)
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powerful, touching and beautiful
Hi Roberta, I still remember leaving home to go to college in 1972. My mother said good-bye at the back door, as she went downstairs, probably to do some laundry. Lovely poem. Best wishes to you and your family.
golden sun
on gold leaves
unconditional love
Ellen
Lovely poem, moving me back in memory to that last summer before college – my own departure and many years later my son's – Thanks for the beauty of your words…
This came to mind: It's winter here in Alberta, my daughter and son-in-law live in my basement suite, and they've just split up. He's packed and left and yet he's still here.