Virtual sessions with
clients who dig deep, work to
change what’s possible.
Shifts takes time, patterns
hard to break, pain underneath.
Deeper still: hope, peace.
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My mom is voting
for the very first time in
her eighty-nine years.
(She lives in a swing state.)
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Daughter essential,
works checkout, guest services.
Masked, gloved, eyes smile.
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Son’s college on “pause,”
online only for two weeks.
Works, eats, draws in dorm.
“Covid Dashboard,” such
power to determine fate
of college students.
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Spouse paints, transforms rooms.
Fresh paint inside lends repose
to outer chaos.
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Biking the canal,
leaves in fiery farewell.
Tires crunch. Breathe deep.
Brenda Hartman-Souder, September 2020
From poets.org: A traditional Japanese haiku is a three-line poem with seventeen syllables, written in a 5/7/5 syllable count. Often focusing on images from nature, haiku emphasizes simplicity, intensity, and directness of expression.
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