Haiku Canada Sheet (edited by LeRoy Gorman)
Small Coals
they called us
to collect her things
not knowing
what to do with her teeth
we left her smile in the trash
on the tundra
caging a winter sky
caribou bones
speaking
in tongues of tides
the call and answer
of moon and sea
our words becoming sand
pussywillows
the swollen bellies
of feral cats
crossing over
the bridge of sighs
I felt you
folding into me
folding into prayer
red-tailed hawk
on a telephone pole . . .
the prairie listens
she wore
a stranger's hair
tightly curled
after chemotherapy
waiting for a miracle
transplanted . . .
a bleeding heart
in the surgeon's garden
when I began
to lose my hair
I wove
a shirt of myself
for your shroud
on the beach
I collect the broken shell
of myself
when we
were chinook clouds
arching
across evening
swallowing the sunset
shorn fields . . .
the midnight croaking
of sandhill cranes
Acknowledgments (in order): Lyrical Passion Poetry, cattails, A Hundred Gourds, Acorn, Gusts, The Heron's Nest, red lights, Prune Juice, Presence, cattails, Skylark, World Haiku Association
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