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FaceTime: Session 3
Her mother holds our 20-month-old granddaughter and her new little sister we’ve only met in virtual space. She reaches out to us, smile a wisp of her usual full-faced lighting-up when she sees us. Then in goes the thumb, other hand playing with her ear as she does when she’s tired. In my arms, and my heart, this dull ache.
her starfish hands
touching the screen
nanna...gampa
Haibun prose poem published in MacQueen’s Qinterly: Knock-your-socks-off Art and Literature, Issue 3, May 2020, Section 1; Republished with permission from Haiku in the time of COVID-19 (Facebook private group: 7 April 2020)
Her mother holds our 20-month-old granddaughter and her new little sister we’ve only met in virtual space. She reaches out to us, smile a wisp of her usual full-faced lighting-up when she sees us. Then in goes the thumb, other hand playing with her ear as she does when she’s tired. In my arms, and my heart, this dull ache.
her starfish hands
touching the screen
nanna...gampa
Haibun prose poem published in MacQueen’s Qinterly: Knock-your-socks-off Art and Literature, Issue 3, May 2020, Section 1; Republished with permission from Haiku in the time of COVID-19 (Facebook private group: 7 April 2020)