Kathryn J. Stevens worked in marketing communications with IBM and before that with one of the divisions of The State University of New York at Albany. Her poems have been published in Modern Haiku, Frogpond, Ribbons, Haibun Today, Contemporary Haibun Online,The Heron?s Nest and KYSO Flash. She currently lives with her husband and elderly cat in Cary, North Carolina.
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no one left
who remembers …
memorial day
—KATHRYN J. STEVENS
Sadly there is always people to remember as there is always a number of wars around the world. But it is chilling that some day in the future, if humans wipe each other out, that no one will be left other than those AI hubs most family homes seem to have one or the other big giant corporations, who also more than dabble in darker arts.
Potent haiku, thank you.
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my father's war
a story of the dark
collecting its own
Alan Summers
1st Publication: Presence issue #55 (2016)
Anthology credit:
from the haibun "Batwoman"
pins on a map: ed. Rohini Gupta & Inhaiku Mumbai (November 2018)
KATHRYN J. STEVENS's haiku just kept resonating with me on so many levels. It also reminded me that my father only told me one awful story during his generation's war.
.
no one left
who remembers …
memorial day
—KATHRYN J. STEVENS
Sadly there is always people to remember as there is always a number of wars around the world. But it is chilling that some day in the future, if humans wipe each other out, that no one will be left other than those AI hubs most family homes seem to have one or the other big giant corporations, who also more than dabble in darker arts.
Potent haiku, thank you.
*
my father's war
a story of the dark
collecting its own
Alan Summers
1st Publication: Presence issue #55 (2016)
Anthology credit:
from the haibun "Batwoman"
pins on a map: ed. Rohini Gupta & Inhaiku Mumbai (November 2018)
Kathryn,
This is quite poignant and apt for the holiday observance. Thank you for sharing.
Very beautiful and resonating.
Profound and chilling and yet there is beauty here. Very poignant, Alan.
Thanks Mary Jo!
KATHRYN J. STEVENS's haiku just kept resonating with me on so many levels. It also reminded me that my father only told me one awful story during his generation's war.
warm regards,
Alan
a lot of my brothers certainly feel as if they were no one.
a lone cane drops …
the only sound heard
after the last post
Very effective, Kathryn.
marion
Powerful point made in so few words.