Ruth Holzer

Retrospect

Twenty years into the new millennium and the Rapture didn’t arrive, nor did the End of Days. Instead came terrorists, snipers, powdered anthrax in the mail. We got flood, wildfire, earthquake and of course, war. Then just in case we didn’t get the message, a raging global plague. As for us in our own little bubble, we lost friends to cancer and suicide. His parents died, my parents died. The children we never had continued to never grow old.

hollow bones
of the song sparrow
filling with winter

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About the Author

Ruth Holzer‘s short-form poems have appeared previously in cho as well as in Atlas Poetica, frogpond, Modern Haiku, Presence, red lights, Ribbons, and many anthologies. She has served as a co-editor of Haibun Today and assistant editor of tinywords. She has published five chapbooks of free verse and ghazals. Her first haibun collection, Home and Away, was published in 2021 by dancing girl press.