whirling snow
divorce papers fall
from a red folder
Originally published in Snow Days: Haiku and Tanka for Winter
Published by
Roberta Beary
Roberta Beary lives in Mayo, Ireland.
Their work appears in Tiny Love Stories: True Tales of Love in 100 Words or Less (New York Times, 2020) and One Breath: Notes from the Reluctant Engagement Project (Doire Press/ Clan Beo, 2021) which pairs their haiku with artwork by families of people with disabilities.
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Hi, Roberta, Watch your mailbox…
Hope this haiku is an old memory …
I’ve not seen this one before, Roberta.
Vivid and arresting – brilliant in the true sense.
Fresh wounds heal,
and then there is
real strength and ability.
Vury nice.
Very striking and lovely.
Reality of life in a real world. Interesting concept of the haiku form of poetry.
HI Roberta — much enjoying reading the Archives for tinywords.
In your poem, you've chosen a startling image and red as a color has much layered meaning; here, particularly, the heart.
Here is another place that red startled me recently:
At the Beethoven quartet
the violinist's red shoes
keeping time