Last September, I turned over in my mind a fragment from my fond but hazy memories of spring 2011, during chemo treatments for leukemia before my life-saving stem-cell transplant. In the end, the best form for the not-quite-lost moment was haiku.

Jacarandas sway
breezy rains and mossy hills
periwinkle blooms

The poem will be published in Haiku Journal Issue #41.