Marcie Wessels (she/her) is a children’s author and a Touchstone Award nominated poet who made her debut in skipping stones: Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku 2022. She recently served as Guest Editor for whiptail: journal of the single-line poem, where she regularly serves as Feature Editor.
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teenager’s room
dust on the book
of fairy tales
—Marcie Wessels
Wow, this says so much, in an iconic haiku manner.
The person may have recently turned teenager, or that next stage from a teen as there's more than one stage.
There is now dust on the book of fairy tales, once used, now other interests take over. The poignancy of this change for the mother is palpable.
No more reading to a child, no more fairy tale era in their demeanour. Let's hope they are still a comic book hero at least! <grin>
'The poignancy of this change for the mother is palpable' says Alan, and he is so right.
Suddenly we parents become redundant, until our 'offspring' become parents themselves.
This was really a truism, Marcie. Thank you!
teenager’s room
dust on the book
of fairy tales
—Marcie Wessels
Wow, this says so much, in an iconic haiku manner.
The person may have recently turned teenager, or that next stage from a teen as there's more than one stage.
There is now dust on the book of fairy tales, once used, now other interests take over. The poignancy of this change for the mother is palpable.
No more reading to a child, no more fairy tale era in their demeanour. Let's hope they are still a comic book hero at least! <grin>
warm regards,
Alan
'The poignancy of this change for the mother is palpable' says Alan, and he is so right.
Suddenly we parents become redundant, until our 'offspring' become parents themselves.
This was really a truism, Marcie. Thank you!
__ Very nicely seen Marcy: the steps of life… as stepping back, so often creates such positive steps forward. _m
freshened finger prints
on my dusty books covers
memories tought
You are so right, Magyar. It's called hindsight. Sometimes, however, genes get in the way.
Many thanks for all of the kind words.