Saturday, March 11, 2017

I happened on a blog by the Romanian poet, Clelia Ifrim. Amongst many other things, she writes haiku. One particular selection, a series written in the wake of the Tohoku Earthquake and Tsunami (2011) grabbed my attention. She writes with great sensitivity and imagination. Here are a few from her page.

Evacuation –
a man stays at the window
with the birds’ shadow

Radiation leak –
the clappers of the wind chimes
tinkling in the night

The Lost Children’s Day –
fly, fly paper crane and bring
a present for them!

Yellow butterfly
on a numbered grave —
I love you, unknown child

Drowned children’ s souls –
a turtle dove of waters
guides them through the night

Street vendor – he finds
among the ruins of his house
the nest of swallows

Bottom of ocean –
a long file of shadows waits
for a boat of home

Sound of stethoscope –
the name of young doctor’s wife
among the lost ones

Not a voice or sound
but this moon path on the waves –
fishermen’s village

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