Monday Morning #Haiku 49 — Dreaming of Snowdrops


Hope born, not flowers.
Snowdrop bulbs clamped hard by earth
stiff with hidden frost.

Author: Sarah Potter Writes

Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.

16 thoughts on “Monday Morning #Haiku 49 — Dreaming of Snowdrops”

    1. That would be great if you wrote some haiku, Jennifer 🙂

      I find them wonderfully therapeutic, as they concentrate my mind on small details. Also, I think they’ve improved my prose writing by teaching me an economy of words — in particular, reducing the use of adverbs and adjectives.


  1. Snowdrops are so beautiful and such hardy little things aren’t they? Even when the ground is so hard and cold, we know that life is pushing its way through, like hope 🙂 Lovely poem Sarah.

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  2. For some reason, “clamped hard” really resonates for me. It’s in the “dead center,” of the haiku, so perhaps that’s why. The earlier piece of haiku (with the “hope” and birth) is pushing away from that unyielding, adversarial center, as is the latter, though with a very different timbre, with the diction of stiff, hidden, and frost.

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    1. Wow, that’s an erudite analysis, Leigh! You’re really very clever. There’s me just writing my haiku by instinct and there’s you, the academic, really cheering me up with your observations. Keep them coming, dear friend x


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