What’s it like

Now your clothes have fallen,
cannot pick them up, put them back.
How do you feel,    naked?
What’s it like,
     for the next six months?

Do your neighbors cast aspersions,
speak disparagingly of your limbs?
What about those evergreen types?
Do they laugh,
     uncontrollably?

Personally, I like the changes.
Fresh wardrobe in the beginning.
Mostly emerald and tall in season.
Colorful costuming before,
      your naked scene.

So how will you keep warm?
An inherited trait? Genetically,
your roots must go very deep.
Almanac states, winter will be cold,
     really cold.

Pray for hydrating rain. Pull-in
your bark.
Stand close to your neighbor.
Make homes for owl,
     and squirrel.

Spring’s really not that far off.
Curious,
what is the Spring fashion forecast?

November, 2005

A Second Obituary

The first obituary was composed by Palmer; This one is written by son, Doug

Palmer Roscoe  Haynes lived a life of rural humility mixed with receptiveness to the world.  He began life on a sheep farm outside of Evansville, Wisconsin.  Palmer was born 7 years after  his brother Chauncey.  Palmer’s first school, Tullar, was a one room country schoolhouse.  When the farm failed, the family moved to Liberty St. in Evansville.  His desire to explore took him to Kansas, where he studied architecture and met his lifelong partner Lydia at Kansas State University.  Soon thereafter, the military sent him to Boston, after which he returned to settle in Wisconsin.  There, he took up his scale, T square and triangle to design schools, libraries, hospitals and churches.  In the early 1960s, Palmer became a dad twice over to Catherine and Doug.  It was a role he enjoyed.  Palmer’s openness and curiosity was fueled by hosting AFS students, especially Manuel, who shared Peruvian culture with him.  Later, Doug married JungJa who introduced Korean culture into the Haynes family.  Catherine’s spouse Betty has been a constant supporter of Palmer and Lydia.  Around the time of Palmer’s retirement granddaughter Hyunji became the youngest member of the Haynes clan.  She spent many hours playing and reading in the care of her Grandpa.  Palmer enjoyed the warm embrace of Christian community as an American Baptist.  Palmer’s faith pushed him towards social justice and pulled him into a broader love and acceptance in grappling with a welcoming Christian response to God’s LGBTQ children.  His work for the church was carried out with the patience and endurance of a seasoned runner.  In addition to being a runner, Palmer enjoyed sports in season.  For the season of shovel, he skied and for the season of swat, he biked and canoed throughout the state.  He also shared a passion for racquetball with his colleagues.  Palmer had an affinity for nature which eventually led him to take up residence in a wooded valley of the driftless area.  For those resources he held in trust, his stewardship was at a high level.  He took seriously the forestry of the small woodlots in his trust.  For decades he faithfully tended soil experiments in the Arboretum.  He was a dedicated bird counter for Cornell University and his passion for the Military Ridge Trail was integral to the restoration of the Ridgeway Depot.  As a poet, Palmer sifted words to remove the coarse bits until the fine grained truth of careful observation revealed a unique vision of Wisconsin life.  On June 6th of 2020, Palmer and Lydia celebrated their 60th anniversary.  He drew his last breath surrounded by family at the celebration of his 85th birthday.  


Remembrances are being gathered at www.palmerspoems.com and on the website of Gunderson funeral home.  The family will be holding a virtual memorial service  by zoom on October 10 at 10:00am.  Gifts in Palmer’s memory can be given to Porchlight inc.  or Friends of the Military Ridge Trail.

Kansas City Sculpture Park,

at the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art

We finish a very satisfying lunch inside, then onward,
   outside,
exploring bronze, sculptured by Henry Moore, Welshman.

We discover Reclining Connected Forms, 1969, in its wooded circle,
examine the welded seams of Sheep Piece, 1971-72.
Look up, up, to Large Interior Form, 1953, cast 1981,
   peek,
through to clouds with Reclining Figure: Hands, 1979. Two women
sketch Seated Woman, 1958-59.
   all,
on the south greensward!

Solitary workman wheels tree mulch, load on load;
   another,
shirtless, mows deftly among scattered Shuttlecocks, 1994,
aluminum-fiberglass works by Oldenburg and van Bruggen.

Two lovers walk, give each other their attention;
   While,
I give Lydia a fallen Ginko leaf, and,
she a chip of red Pine bark. Simple Gifts!
    all on an emerald greensward!

October, 2000

Obituary

Palmer Roscoe Haynes

MOUNT HOREB-Palmer Roscoe Haynes, poet and retired architect, died Sunday, Sept. 6, 2020, at home in Mount Horeb, Wis. He was born in Madison General Hospital on Sunday, Sept. 8, 1935. He often told his family: “If you stand on the south sidewalk and look up at the higher windows; that was the nursery.”

Palmer was the second born son to Roscoe Almon Haynes and Beth Miles Haynes, of Evansville, Wis. He completed two grades in rural Tullar School, graduated from Evansville High School and Kansas State University. He was a summer intern in the office of architect, John Steinmann, Monticello, Wis. As a registered architect he brought his own spirit to the offices of Weiler and Strang, John J. Flad, now Flad and Associates, and Potter Design Group, all of Madison.

Mr. Haynes as a youth sold November 11th poppies door to door because his father said he could learn something. Haynes volunteered 20 years maintaining Dr. Francis Hole’s research soil plots in the UW Madison Arboretum. Haynes was one of many players in restoring the Chicago and North Western depot in Ridgeway, Wis.

He is survived by his wife of sixty years, Lydia (Chambers) Haynes; daughter, Catherine Haynes (Betty Marshall) of Stoughton; son, Doug E. L. Haynes (JungJa Lee) of Madison; granddaughter, Hyunji Beth Lee Haynes (s.o. James Hegge) of Madison; AFS son, Manuel Talledo (Heuris) of Stockton; nephew, Matthew Haynes (Mary Aller); nieces, Debra Beth Smith (Phillip) and Dawn Hernandez (Roy) and their extended California families. Mr. Haynes is preceded in death by his parents; and his brother, Chauncey Almon Haynes and his wife, Joanne of Mariposa, Calif. During retirement Mr. Haynes regularly wrote and self published poetry, and said of each: “Of the creative processes, of architecture and poetry; the outcome of poetry is instantly more gratifying.” This is one of his poems from March, 2009.

Bumper
stickers announce:
I’d rather be
sailing
   fishing
      golfing,
and my favorite,
I’d rather be
here,    now.

A Zoom memorial service will be held at 10 a.m. on Saturday, Oct. 10, 2020. The family is grateful for the support of Agrace HospiceCare in the final days of Palmer’s life.

Gifts in Palmer’s memory may be given to Porchlight, Inc., or Friends of Military Ridge Trail, PO Box 373, Mt. Horeb WI 53572.

Remembrances are being gathered at www.palmerspoems.com and at www.gundersonfh.com

New Labor

US Open players laboring racquets smashing yellow balls,
service aces in Arthur Ashe Stadium, Billie Jean King Tennis Center.
Forehands from the baseline, backhands, dink shots,
moon high lob shots, some called in, called OUT!

Am sometime fan remembering the old star names,
struggling to remember those of the future.
Happily celebrating Billie Jean’s recognition,
Sadly retiring memories of Martina and Andre.

They that labor in tennis, my new labor in writing.
Daily musings since February. Beginning again,
our new learning season
granddaughter Hyunji’s and mine.

palmer haynes
September 4, 2006

Oak Wood

Your Oak leaves luster on emergence;
lightly verdant, tender. before aphids laser feasts
or braille clustered galls,
before stripping wind, before sun and desiccating drought.
Yet; each of your photo-synthesizing factories, did vascularly grow this ring of Oak wood.

Palmer Haynes
August 2002