Jessica Malone Latham writes about both ‘the rise and fall/of our chests skin-to-skin/so this/is the feeling/of gossamer wings’ and her ‘cracked nipples/too sore to notice/the tenderness/of rainfall/outside her
window.’ Interspersing twenty tanka among her haiku and senryu, she also lets the reader feel how these forms capture the experience of being a mother differently.
— David C. Rice, Editor, Ribbons
“What might otherwise be lost in a blur of modern parenting is given reverent attention in these carefully-crafted, meditative haiku. A collection that invites you to slow down and savor every moment.”
— Susan Antolin, Editor, Acorn: a Journal of Contemporary Haiku
grandmother tells me stories
of her past
I try to find comfort
in my life as a mother
dusty sunset —
she rides her bike
without training wheels
Size: 4.25" x 6.5"
Binding: perfect softbound