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Haiku Triptych
Big, stripes, stars, cotton
Draped over my dad's coffin
Jewish war vets' gift.
Mom gave you to me
When sitting shivah began
I inhaled my loss.
The pine scent left you
Sitting primly, tri-cornered
Behind glass and wood.
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