OK, and then today my other daughter did something long and hard!
When I think about humans running and how to describe it in poetry, I can’t help but picture thousands of thunderous beasts, moving across the landscape together, toward a common goal. How magnificent!
(Also, this haiku made me realize — a little tiredly but also tenderly — how close we are to the end of National Poetry Month! Thanks for coming along for the journey, friends…)
Haiku 26, 2026
This great migration
burning, beating hearts and hooves
fixed on the finish
Your second line is perfection. And a migration of women makes this even better. Hope she had a good race.
Oh, neat – one daughter and then the other throwing themselves against finish lines and goals, part of the vast migration of Becoming and doing all the things.
Fixed on the finish!