snowflakes all the places she was childless
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Polona Oblak
Polona Oblak lives in Ljubljana, Slovenia. When she's not busy making a living at a financial institution, she enjoys walks in the nature with her camera. Her haiku have appeared worldwide in publications such as Notes from the Gean, haijinx and The Heron's Nest. View all posts by Polona Oblak
Heartbreaking and lovely. So much said in so few words. Kudos!
Full of depth, layers, pain, and poignancy.
Alan
A real beauty by one of our finest haiku poets
beautiful and haunting.
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What a treat every day to check my inbox and feast myself to some beautiful verses just like this one. I nearly choked on this one. And I read and re-read and re-read….
Thank you so much!
Polona this is brilliant poetry. I love the matching of form to content – a single unpunctuated "barren" line. Yet from the outset the focus is "snowflakes". And the key verb is in past tense – "was". So although my first reading was one of the poignancy, re-reading and dwelling on it for a few hours I now prefer an alternative interpretation. That perhaps "she" is no longer desolate, miserable at being childless. The ground is no longer barren but fertile in a new and different way. I sense in this that she has transcended the fate nature has dealt her; that in her life, as in the line of poetry, she is adding beauty, and enchantment to the world. We who delight in her snowflakes are all, poetically, her children.
Truly wonderful
Strider
So very poignant.
Always lovely, Ms. Cirrus Dream :)