The Memory of Wholeness
A soul is a singing bowl. No one alive can tell you that. Just a touch from your lifelong partner rounds it with sound, vibration, echo. But oh, my self, my soul, ethereal O floating in the air of someone's home at night, where to go when your body goes?
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Michael Nickels-Wisdom has written haiku since 1990 and speculative poetry since 2008. His speculative work has appeared in horror senryu journal, Scifaikuest, Cold Moon Journal, and Tales from the Moonlit Path. In 2023 he won an annual Science Fiction Poetry Association Contest Dwarf Form Third Place award. In 2011 he began to study people's lived anomalous experiences as a serious nonfiction subject. Many of his poems have come out of that study.
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