Soren Valentine


Verdant Blade - A Haiku


Once dead yet living,
a verdant blade pierces hills,
spilling coloured blood.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013

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To the Season of Storms

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  • Sandy Player (2/28/2013 4:00:00 PM)

    Great thing about Haikus is how interpretable they are and this one is especially so. Cant help noticing that the 1st things (a blade -that is specifically- verdant) are pinpointed in what they are and are dealt with singulary thus maximising the focus and specific nature inhereted from the words. But it is contrasted with a vague mention of hills which also cleverly make us think of large distances and the blood is described simply as coloured. To make it fruity you put another contrast in it: death (1st) and then with life (2nd) .. It is interesting to think about the implications of the contrast and any common similarities. (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (2/27/2013 12:41:00 PM)

    verdant blade...lush green blade once dead now alive spilling coloured blood?
    Not brown root nor storms...coloured blood?
    the bricks have fallen from your house Soren.
    Unless it is spring. You vex me Soren.Thanks much. (Report) Reply

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