Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is to write a hay(na)ku, a riff on the haiku created by the poet Eileen Tabios . A hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza, where the first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three words. My mind went to self isolation as a metaphor for exile: in both cases we have memories of happier times but are restricted in the present to what we remember, not what we can experience. Here goes:

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Cherish
the things
you still remember

Fight
the inclination
to forget, to

lose
the scent
of simple things,

the
delight of
being held close,

the
joy of
night time dancing.

this is exile
remembering, hoping, (maybe) returning.