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After Picking Up

02 April, 2020: After Picking Up

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After Picking Up

By Tia Haynes

after picking up
 
books still clutter the floor
the hallway, the bedrooms
 
it’s never ending
the words
that get in the way
 
“after picking up" by Tia Haynes, from The Cherita (2.9): the sound of water. January 20, 2019. Used by permission of the author.
 
Tia Haynes discovered a love for poetry while recovering from postpartum depression. Poetry became her lifeline, and ever since she has sought to promote healing through the beauty of haikai. She was featured in New Resonance 11: Emerging Voices in Haiku and has been published internationally in a variety of print and online journals. In 2018, she received the Robert Spiess Memorial Haiku Award as well as the Johnny Baranski Memorial Haiku Award. In 2019, she won the first North American haibunSLAM. Her chapbook, Leftover Ribbon, is available on Amazon. You can follow her on Twitter: @adalia_haiku or at www.adaliahaiku.com.
 

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Write a poem that is an apology to your muse, explaining why you aren't there writing oftener, better, more clearly, passionately, universally, and/or eternally.


 
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Diane Kendig
Love these, Laura. Carys, NK
I am always apologizing to my muse.
4/21/2020 12:10:42 PM

Diane Kendig
Love these, Laura. Carys, NK
I am always apologizing to my muse.
4/21/2020 12:10:18 PM

Shei Sanchez
Dust has settled in.
Voices now only whisper
their stories that weigh
on my heart, waiting for light
to find its way on paper.
4/2/2020 4:18:32 PM

N. K. Hasen
My Furry Muse I Am Sorry

My furry muse I am sorry I haven’t written often
My mind was in a state of nothingness
For I couldn’t find the words to write
In poetry or prose or a simple story
My days were also filled with work
Where I cannot write anything there
I also adopted a new pet, my muse
She fills my days in want and attention
She will never replace you, my furry muse
Now the fog has lifted; I can write again
My days have calm; I can write again
4/2/2020 4:14:56 PM

Carys
Perdona a Mi Hoy

Mi ’miga,
no estoy aquí,
y lo siento
es de verdad
yo lo siento!!
No es posible a escribir
mi tarea y mi escuela
ellos se ponen
—siempre.
Quiero escribir
es de verdad
yo lo quiero!!
Un día
escribiré contigo
—no tendré tarea de matemáticas
y yo escribiré
Pero, por favor, me perdona a mi hoy
Porque no es posible, escribir ahora.


English Translation:

Forgive Me Today

My friend,
I’m not here,
and I’m sorry
it’s true
I’m sorry!!
It’s not possible to write
my homework and my school
they get in the way
—always.
I want to write
it’s true
I want to write!!
One day
I will write with you
—I won’t have math homework
and I will write
But, please, forgive me today
Because it’s not possible, to write now.
4/2/2020 1:53:27 PM

Laura Kennelly
Dear Muse
I'm sorry I had to leave
you standing on the
Great Plains, looking
Westward.
Always.
4/2/2020 11:50:53 AM

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