finally
the graveyard, too,
abandoned
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Don Wentworth
Don Wentworth is a Pittsburgh-based poet whose work reflects his interest in the revelatory nature of brief, haiku-like moments in everyday life. His poetry has appeared in Modern Haiku, bottle rockets, bear creek haiku and Rolling Stone, as well as a number of anthologies. His first full-length collection, Past All Traps, was published in 2011 by Six Gallery Press and was shortlisted for the Haiku Foundation's 2011 Touchstone Distinguished Books Award. His second full-length book, Yield to the Willow, is forthcoming in 2013 from Six Gallery Press. View all posts by Don Wentworth
Oh, my goodness! I am amazed by your poem's emotional impact.
It's alright . . .
It's alright now . . .
Rest . . .
Don has a wonderful touch especially about life and death matters —- I highly recommend his latest book, Yield to the Willow which showcases his unique haiku voice
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finally
the graveyard, too,
abandoned
—DON WENTWORTH
And whether neglect or generations moving away, or passing on, a local graveyard becomes even quieter.
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unlacing the shoe
on his sole
mud from the gravesite
Alan Summers
Blithe Spirit Vol. 6 No. 3 (1996); Does Fish-God Know (YTBN Press 2012)
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Resonant! Thank you. One of my new favorites.
Don,
Like this ku a lot.
Most poignant
Dear Don,
It is a beautiful haiku. It means a lot!
Truly haunting Don. The use of "too" at the cesura evokes such wabi melancholy. Powerful and effective haiku.
Thank you for sharing
Strider
This could be just after a burial and a relative has lingered a moment longer than the rest of the congregation at the side of their loved one. Really touching, Don.
marion
Beautifully written. Such a haunting sadness informs the words.
Death claims family and friends, sends them to the graveyard, the last resting place.
But "O grave where is thy victory? O death where is thy sting?"
The graveyard is abandoned too. Life moves on.