Hello, friends. This is it. April 30th. The close of National Poetry Month. The end of my daily haiku until next year.
I haven’t checked in much this week — except for the basic 5-7-5 — because of a heavy work week, but I want you to know that I have loved this. Even more than I usually do. The ritual has been meditative and cathartic, the connection with you all has been comforting and fun, and the poems that you’ve posted alongside mine have been inspiring. So, thank you.
And hey everybody, this has been a hard time. And it’s not over. Let’s stay in touch with poetry and with each other. Both things are pretty helpful. And in the meantime, stay safe and well, everyone. Stay safe and well.
Haiku 30
April 30
Leaves and lungs? Magic!
but we take breath for granted.
Make a show of it!
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I had heard of a doctor giving people with heavy colds and a fear of the virus breathing exercises – the same ones given to my mother, who is asthmatic. And I find myself doing those deliberate, deep, slow-and-quick breaths, holding my breath, and being so relieved it all still works.
A testament to the power of lungs in every breath we take.