I started this poem while reading This Accident of Being Lost: Songs and Stories by Leanne Betasamosake Simpson. Someday it might work it's way into a bigger piece, but for now, here it is as a simple haiku.
how is it that more
no matter how much we give
is never enough
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It's an age-old question, I think, and maybe one we should learn to answer in the negative, "No, this is quite enough." A haiku is enough, Cheriee.
ReplyDeleteI think you are right. I agonized over whether or not to use we give or you take in the second line.
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