the one who went first
waiting for me
labyrinth’s center

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Julie Schwerin

Julie Warther Schwerin served as Midwest Regional Coordinator for the Haiku Society of America (www.hsa-haiku.org), is an associate editor at The Heron's Nest (www.theheronsnest.com) and was instrumental in establishing The Forest Haiku Walk in Millersburg, Ohio (https://www.innathoneyrun.com/open-air-art-museum/haiku-walk/) and the Seasons of Haiku Trail at The Holden Arboretum in Kirtland, Ohio. (http://www.holdenarb.org/seasons-of-haiku-interpretive-trail/)

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  1. Not only is this evocative for this Good Friday, but it is also a poem that unfolds slowly. I love the timing and the peace in the poem. Very well done.

  2. So many connections… Wonderful timing for Good Friday. I will come back to this one again and again. Thank you.

  3. I see the inference of death too in those first two lines.

    derelict church-
    a gravestone rubbing
    In hands charcoal dark

    1. Yes, David. Death is a possibility here too. I can feel the chalkiness of the gravestone rubbing. Thanks for your response!

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