Dru, I feel the depth of your despair. But this haiku is not just a cry of existential pain. It is also a prayer – a Psalm. It recalls the verse: "a sparrow does not fall to ground without your Father in heaven knowing about it".
The shadow is dark but only exists because there is a source of light.
This poem reminds me that even in the anonymity of a heartless city there is cause for hope.
I wondered if the bird was plummeting from a building into its own shadow, or that of the city – or a point where both shadows merge? I really like this one.
April 18th, 2013 at 12:44 pm
Thanks to DRU PHILIPPOU for a haiku with depth and tenderness.
April 19th, 2013 at 1:25 am
Dru, I feel the depth of your despair. But this haiku is not just a cry of existential pain. It is also a prayer – a Psalm. It recalls the verse: "a sparrow does not fall to ground without your Father in heaven knowing about it".
The shadow is dark but only exists because there is a source of light.
This poem reminds me that even in the anonymity of a heartless city there is cause for hope.
Strider
April 19th, 2013 at 8:07 am
Especially love this one.
April 22nd, 2013 at 12:28 am
I wondered if the bird was plummeting from a building into its own shadow, or that of the city – or a point where both shadows merge? I really like this one.
marion