sore throat this morning -
the crocus just manages
to swallow a snowflake

—Robert Naczas

Previously published in dew-on-line.

About the author: Robert Naczas (na_czas at was born and presently lives in South-East Poland. He published the collection "Breathless" in 1999 and his poems were featured in The Anthology of Polish Haiku (NOZOMI 2001).


Responses to the haiku for 3 March 2003 by Robert Naczas

    shirley weese (sweese at island dot net)
    2003-03-05 17:15:29

    I love this haiku. So often I've seen miserable weather and the crocus stand up to rain, sleet and snow. So brave and colourfull.

    Hugh Durden
    2003-03-05 18:05:38

    I like the connection between "sore throat", presumably the poet's, and the difficulty the crocus has in swallowing the snowflake. There is a real duality: it's snowing and the poet is sick with a sore throat and swallowing the least of things is difficult, or the crocus is so tiny that the poet sees that a single snowflake would fill its "throat" to bursting.
    Also, while the crocus is a very small flower, the image of it being barely large enough to encompass a single snowflake, itself tiny and ephemeral, makes me see the blossom as even smaller and more fragile in a vast universe of snow.

    Craig McLanachan (cramar at actrix dot co dot nz)
    2003-03-06 00:49:16

    A lot to think about in this. The misery of a head cold in winter, a crocus starved of the light that will open it fully, not bad, not bad at all.

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-12-27 00:39:18

    on into winter
    crocus, alias ---
    my solitary flower

    john tiong chunghoo
    2004-02-03 08:52:51

    beauty and the best
    his tipped back
    the bee harvesting honey

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-06-04 13:40:20

    ear ache, this evening
    the cicadae whispering
    with the gallery

    by the way, i saw a live cicada at the memorial
    tournament; actually, they were plentiful