Lynn Edge

His Presence

After waking, I turn over and he stands in the doorway, hands braced on the frame. Not that disease-riddled man, but the one who set a corner post that would have taken three men to lift. A man who boned out venison hindquarters with the skill of an artist. A man who could quiet our newborn daughter. A man who was my husband for fifty-one years.

winter clouds
his sweat-stained stetson
forever dry

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About the Author

Lynn Edge lives in a small Texas town. She has written haibun since 2002 and has been published in journals such as Contemporary Haibun Online, Haibun Today, and Modern Haiku.