haibun for December’s end

Posted on December 29, 2021 by purplepeninportland 
Written for:  Go Dog Go Cafe Haibun Wednesday


Two people in my life have died in December.
My aunt was in the midst of gift shopping.
My friend had a rare form of cancer.  
I always found this season to be a desperate 
rush to feel joyful.  Too desperate.

One Christmas, we gathered at my cousin's house,
like we always did.  We looked forward to seeing
different parts of the family, and catching up.
This Christmas was right after my aunt's death.
Her daughter, husband, children, and partner–whom
we all called Uncle Bill–were there.  A somber
tone grayed the day, as we watched a grief-stricken
Uncle Bill drink directly from a bottle of Scotch.
So why, of all the gatherings we had at my cousin's,
is this the only one I remember clearly?

                 dog dives into snow
                 makes doggie-form angels
                 brings joy to my heart

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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9 Responses to haibun for December’s end

  1. Sadje says:
    December 29, 2021 at 3:28 am

    Some things stick in our memories because of how they affected us.

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  2. Jewish Young Professional "JYP" says:
    December 29, 2021 at 4:56 am

    “I always found this season to be a desperate / rush to feel joyful.” – I think this is a really good description of the holiday season.

    I am sorry for your losses

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  3. Misky says:
    December 29, 2021 at 3:47 pm

    Winter is merciless. Even for our family. Hugs, S.

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  4. Donna Matthews says:
    January 4, 2022 at 1:15 am

    Ah…my sentiments exactly. I love the holidays but feel sad too. But I’m learning to lean into the sadness…for this is what it means to be alive ♥️
    Your haiku brought a smile.

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