a pair of odd socks
folded into each other –
month of remembrance
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Maeve O'Sullivan
Maeve has been publishing poetry and haiku for twenty-five years. She has five collections with Alba Publishing: Initial Response (2011), Vocal Chords (2014), A Train Hurtles West (2015) , Elsewhere (2017) and Wasp on the Prayer Flag (2021). She is a founder member of Haiku Ireland and a member of the British Haiku Society. Maeve conducts haiku workshops with adults and children, and also works as a literary journalist.
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Love this! (I feel like those first two lines are a perfect representation of my wife and me.)
The openness of this poem invites the reader to consider the person who sorted—or currently sorts— the socks in their lives. A very homely image, Maeve.
Love this! (I feel like those first two lines are a perfect representation of my wife and me.)
Lovely, Maeve – and a perfect example of 5/7/5 being just right for the content.
So glad for the socks. Can't be nice being lost from your partner.
Lovely poem
The openness of this poem invites the reader to consider the person who sorted—or currently sorts— the socks in their lives. A very homely image, Maeve.
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