O she is a Sweeney dream from dead ghosts into winter’s fast, beckoning duplicity Give me a dance to breathe in bloodline’s nursed moan do not stare, darling Medusa, my distress, teeth slaught in seawater, howling in waves as I dream as I billow from the earth. © 2020 lucysworks.com All Rights Reserved.
Written for the dVerse prompt: “Let us write our own Jisei. Write a haikai (haiku, senryu, tanka, kyoka, Gogyohka) or haikai-esque poem that reflects on imminent death—and the significance of life in light of it. If you are going for the haikai-esque, keep the lines brief (no more than 10) and use the aesthetics of haikai (simplicity, heartfulness, and pathos). If you feel daring, you can attempt the gembun—a one-sentence haibun, but otherwise, keep away from long forms.”