Dead child mum’s heart shreds
her breasts, spirits sore at loss
soul dripping hot tears
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Haiku – Ogbanje II
Dead child mum’s heart shreds
her breasts, spirits sore at loss
soul dripping hot tears
Oh, so heartbreaking. Well done.
Thanks, Susan.
It is heart breaking, this spirit child who comes and goes and who frustrates her mother with such empty and emptying visits.
JP Clark and Wole Soyinka both treat the same theme and you will find the two poems in the link – Soyinka is first – noblesse oblige – he won the Nobel prize for literature and you will have to scroll several pages down to find JP Clark’s. The two poets are different in temperament and the poems bring this difference out so starkly!
http://www.cafeafricana.com/Poetry.html
I have also attached another write up on Abiku – Abiku means the same thing in yoruba as Ogbanje in Igbo!
http://deolastwilight.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-time-i-came-to-this-world-i-was.html
Noel–thank you so much for sharing those–they are all beautiful, and help shape the idea behind these haiku…powerful stuff.
Professor, I like the Haikus you have been penning recently.
Thought provoking.
All good on this side of the world.
Thanks, Davina. How is your blog?
Not bad, although I feel I am not writing enough for the travel blog as much as I do for The Hotpepperpot. Was travelling past two weeks and have a lot to write on but I think, have encountered a bit of writer’s block. Your blog is a great inspiration.
This one makes me leak! Well done.
Yes, it is painful!