She is beautiful. Where is she from?
The 'show' begins- TAN-TA-DANG!! :))Good one, Dalloway :)wishes, devika
Hi Jodie, an old aunt picked her up in Indonesia many moons ago. btw I can relate to every single haiku youve ever written - I tried telling you as much but had trouble posting a comment.
A very nice haiga. Splintered somehow seems so appropriate...
It's too bad you can't inscribe that haiku on the statuette, somewhere unobtrusive - not seen but discovered. Even without the photo, the haiku is strong. "Splintered" works well - one gets the sense that all is not well.What's interest me though is that if I hadn't seen the photo, I would think the following: Perhaps it's morning. The light is splintered by clouds, a tree outside the window, by the window's muntins, or by blinds...The splintered light fills her eyes.It's not pleasant. She draws the curtains.But when I see the photo, I think: The curtains are already drawn, splintered light comes through them, she covers her eyes.A thoughtful haiku.
On the first sight of course I feel sadness. But it could be story of good actress, enjoying her success. I like it.Best wishesRalf
I see sadness, crying (splintered the way water fractures light), cringing from the world and a broken (splintered) life. So much beautifully captured so sparely, so evocatively.
Powerful haiku - the word 'splintered' gives much expression. Very good Emma.
thanks again for your comments - I found these interpretations absolutely fascinating...
Absolutely delightfulmuch lovegillena
many thanks Gillena - and thanks also for your incredibly useful advice on photoshop techniques
Beautiful haiku! For some reason, I immediately thought of the Pandora's Box legend. Interesting parallels can be drawn!
Thanks for taking the time to write something.