
Lost
Wet, folded lily, /
lost glove at a funeral, /
empty of embrace.
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Lost
Wet, folded lily, /
lost glove at a funeral, /
empty of embrace.
.
.
#lost #empty #lily #glove #funeral #embrace #wet #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #june #thursday #062323 #2023
Photo and first line. Now, what’s the rest of the story?
Filed under 2017, photo by David E. Booker, Photo Finish Friday
[Editor’s note: True story first, then poetic recap below. This is befitting Mother’s Day. Give it a try.]
by The Associated Press
May 12, 2012
The funeral of a 28-year-old waiter in southern Egypt turned into a celebration when he woke up after being declared dead.
Hospital officials had pronounced dead Hamdi Hafez al-Nubi, who came from the village of Naga al-Simman in the southern province of Luxor, after he suffered a heart attack while working.
His family says grieving relatives took him home and, according to Islamic tradition, washed his body and prepared him for burial Friday evening.
A doctor sent to sign the death certificate found it strange that his body was warm. At closer observation, she discovered he was still alive.
His mother fainted upon hearing the good news.
With the doctor’s assistance, both al-Nubi and his mother were awakened and soon were celebrating with guests.
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The heart would not rest.
A young, dead son waits no more.
Funeral of joy.
Happy Mother’s Day
Filed under haiku, Mom, news to poetry, true story