Written and linked to Frank Tassone’s Haikai Challenge. This week’s challenge is CROW. The story is true. My Irish mother always claimed that the black bird was a sign of death. I used that as a theme in my novel: “The Sin of His Father.”
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She only lasted four weeks from the day of her diagnosis. I spent much of that time with her–witnessed the rapid progression of her cancer, helped to manage her pain,tried to comfort my mother, her husband and children. I wallowed in a feeling of helplessness.
We watched tennis players enjoying nearby courts and a multitude of large blackbirds feeding on newly sown grass.
Life begins, life endures, life ends.
outside crows forage
black contrasts on summer green
inside, my sister’s waning