things about my father
I never knew

10 Responses

  1. Lynne Says:

    So simple and insightfully truthful. Lovely.

  2. cpharrison3 Says:

    just perfection!

  3. Theresa C. Says:

    Really speaks to me. I experienced this…

  4. peggy Says:

    very nice….

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  6. haikuapprentice Says:

    Claudette, you write so movingly, and so thoughtfully.

    Another poignant transition in the journey of life, and what I hope is a comforting reflection.

    Knowing the depth of your previous writings, though, I am set wondering about possible ambiguity in that final line. Are those "things" about your father a genuine revelation, or a facade? After all, we all attempt to present a better image of ourselves in public – perhaps in the hope that others will have a fine opinion of us. But day to day it is impossible to maintain such a facade with those closest to us – our children and families know our foibles, our bad habits.

    This poem encourages me to re-examine my own behaviour: to reflect on whether I am living authentically and with integrity in public as well as with my nearest and dearest; striving to ensure there is never hypocrisy or cause for disappointment. And then to reflect on what happiness and consolation I might leave for my family by storing up secret good deeds and works helping others.

    Once again Claudette, thank you for sharing your poems with us.


  7. Claudette Russell Says:

    Strider, thank you so much for your thoughtful response. Your comments always add layers of meaning and insight to the haiku you write about.


  8. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    I like the fact that this is so open – the 'things' could be impressive impressive or disappointing.


  9. Claudette Russell Says:

    Thanks to everyone who commented.

  10. martin1223 Says:

    mother's headstone
    my finger rubs across
    the twilight

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