Wisdom Learned From Old Youth: ConTEXTing Memoriam Haiku and Poetry

My 2nd cousin, Glenna Evans, passed away last week in a longboarding accident. At the time, I commented to her sister that, in the two times I’d met her and the times I’d talked and emailed with her, she always reminded me of the phrase “Go big or go home”, and that she went “home” going big.
Skateboards and empty helmet at Glenna Evans Memorial, Trout Lake, Vancouver, BC, July 2010On the way up to the celebration of her life (where these photos are from), and afterwards, I composed these haiku and text message poems on my phone. R.I.P., Glenna.

7/18/2010 6:44 a.m. — leaving Seattle for Vancouver
I met U just twice./
1st: Cheerful barista./
Last: inked artista./
1st buying me a cup./
Last offering up/
yer artistry./
I met U just twice./
Yea. But it sux./
U Rawked.
(Original: “I met U just twice./
Alas! That must suffice!)

7:02 a.m. Haiku after picking a rosebud (given to Reegan, Glenna’s sister, at the memorial at Trout Lake)- on I-5 to Vancouver’s Trout Lake
Newly budded rose,/
not yet in full fragranced bloom./
You were plucked too soon.Group gathering at Glenna Evans Memorial, Trout Lake / Vancouver, BC

12:11 p.m. Haiku during and after Glenna’s memorial celebration at Trout Lake, Vancouver, BC
In sorrow we, here,/
come together and learn how/
she lived happiness

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