Haiku has the power to heal great loss, because it reveals to one's heart the midnight truth about life-and-death, which our everyday consciousness relegates to the margins. In the poems here that honor my father's life, the gap appearing between life and death is diminished. My father lives on in these haiku, which were mainly (but not exclusively) written in remembrance on his death day: the second Sunday in June over the past sixteen years. My...
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