In Verses & Song

Five Haiku: Song of Home Morning sways in sun Rush of air flexing branches Wings gliding through gold Leaves shimmering green Bright hum of mowers buzzing Gentle whir of cars Windchimes dance and ding Chirp of sunlight cicadas Croak of moonlight frogs This is how it feels To be awake, be alive This is breathing blue This is how it feels To be hopeful, to be home This is tenderness Copyright @Stacie Eirich October 6, 2023 *** The poem above was originally written as free verses in April 2023, while my child and I were home between her radiation and chemo treatments. Later, I revised the verses into haiku. They represent the sensuality of sound and light in our Louisiana home. They are what I felt then and now, upon coming home to this space after long periods of being away. We are slowly getting back to the people, places and things we love. One of those things is reading, and I am happy to share a book review with you: Disappearing Earth by Julia Philips. A bit different from my usual