Freya Pickard’s new poetry book Insides, a journey through cancer, surgery and chemotherapy, was released today. I have been reading and enjoying Insides. I like the way it feels positive and determined, even humorous, in the face of a pretty awful experience. It even inspired some haiku that I’d like to share:
surgical jigsaw
the piece that did not belong
a piece missing now
steel bearing men came
to cut a woman apart
a dragon was born
free from the moon she
worships sun and seasoning
in destruction’s wake
little briar rose
have you forgotten the kiss
that once awoke you?
love the graphic description in your title! love your haiku! thank you for the mention xxxx
You’re very welcome.