Autumnal

(For Jan Benson 1952-2019)

She was sick but that is true for so many of my friends. Admittedly, the diagnoses sounded more final than chronic, but her energy for life continued to be so strong.

One day she told me she had no more pictures of crows to send.

I didn’t know that was her way of saying she was dying.

              grandmother moon
              the resilience
              of violets

(Drifting Sands Haibun 3, September 2020)

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