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under moth-light flare
palms damp, blushing strawberry
first kiss of summer
© 2026 jennifer wagner
haiku/senryu version of my poem, “porch swing mood,” inspired by lua’s line “under moth-light flare”
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under moth-light flare
palms damp, blushing strawberry
first kiss of summer
© 2026 jennifer wagner
haiku/senryu version of my poem, “porch swing mood,” inspired by lua’s line “under moth-light flare”
Tomorrow we’ll attend your service of remembrance. And I will remember you. Your stories, your recipes, your smile and laughter at our beloved Labrador. Your love of sweets, your faith in God. I am happy your body held out and held up long enough to see you into an age many don’t survive to—and happy I got to know you. It was a blessing to bless you. To visit you and hear your voice of pride for your children, granddaughter, and great-granddaughter. I hope I am as happy and delight-filled and delightful as you were in all my last days.
white natal plum blossom
dropped from the shrub
still scents the air on hummingbird wings
© 2025 Jennifer Wagner
dVerse Haibun Monday: Memento Mori
for my beloved neighbor Mary