Sunday, May 05, 2013

River 3 (Yangtze near Chongqing)

sister's vein is slashed—
not wine, nor plums, but red death
pours out all their lies.


4 comments:

Marjolaine Hébert said...

Poignant. Good.

Joanne Epp said...

I like the red images in the second line, the implication that red could be an image of richness--which somehow makes the 'red death' even worse.

I did wish for more of a hint as to where the red death comes from, or who 'they' are.

andie said...

I didn't question sister but I did also wonder who was telling the lies.

(it's so specific, not "the lies" but "their" lies)

more curiousity than quibble tho'!

Unknown said...

ya sorry about this one - it was a real toss-off haiku in response to the dreadful photo of how the Yangtze river has turned red as "oolong tea" due to ? of course the world will never know - the Ch. gov't says it's just runoff. I don't think so.