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The Last Haiku
The monitors are silent
Beside the hospital bed
Where the Haiku Club's Chairman
Wrote this - his last haiku:
The nurse's fingers
As she feels my pulse, sometimes
Are warm, sometimes cold
Outside is a time
Of choices and chances
Where ordinary bodies
Perform daily miracles,
But life has shrunk to this room
With red sea-wrack on the wall
Splashed up by last winter's tide.
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