hanging in my closet the person I used to be

8 Responses

  1. Mary Says:

    ….girl, you nailed it…..well done….

  2. Marie Shimane Says:

    a spring walk down Fifth
    window shopping to enjoy
    what will never be

  3. barbara a taylor Says:

    g'day Annette,

    ah, brilliant!
    sadly for me
    so too true

  4. Peter Newton Says:

    who's to say I'm not whoever do I think I am

    (made me think of this oldie of mine from Modern Haiku)

  5. Lynne Rees Says:

    This is so good and elicits a number of responses: laughter, resignation, sadness… I immediately think of clothes that no longer fit, or clothes that belong to my past/youth. Then I imagine clothes that belonged to someone else – a husband or partner who has died – and then I think differently about 'the person I used to be'. It's wonderful when haiku work on different levels like this.

  6. Alison H. Says:

    Both evocative (if it's clothing) and creepy (if it's a ghost talking).

  7. Annette Makino Says:

    Thank you all for the thoughtful and poetic responses!

  8. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    This is really good. It produces a mixture of mirth and sadness all at once.


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