A DUSTY THEATRIC (A HAIBUN)



An ear-piercing scream!
The cry from a newborn rose,
As the simoom sweeps.

And the dunes sway, dancing beautifully to the tune of the piping wind, which sings foreboding carols of celebratory sadness. I hear the howling mixtape and the quick steps of the midwives chanting, as the sonorous gust hits an end note. Until one halt to weave whispers of loud words, “The mother died, but the baby lives.”

About this poem

This is a Haibun poem inspired by a personal event, the first part of the poem which is a Haiku talks about the period or month, and place of birth, and the other part throws more light on the aftermath of the birth of the baby, where there is a foreshadowing and the eventual death of the mother. The imagery used is to capture the readers attention and excite their imaginations.

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Written on October 03, 2001

Submitted by Adesuwa2001 on October 26, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme XXX X
Characters 405
Words 75
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 3, 1

AFEARE DEBORAH

Here is a peek into the life of Afeare Deborah Oluwafunmilayo, she hails from the Owan-East local government of Edo state, Nigeria. She was born on the 6th of January, 2001 and is a student of the University of Jos, Plateau state, Nigeria. Apart from being a student, she is a writer, a dark poet, and a clothing brand owner, who, though, took a break from fashion due to some circumstances. Poetry they say is the mirror into a poet's soul, and we could not agree less because, over time, it has been a coping mechanism for the various traumas she has been through. It is also a hobby which has helped shaped her into becoming who she is today. Ranging from the improvement in her vocabulary, creativity, and meticulousness, she definitely owes her gratitude to this genre of literature which has brought out the good in her. more…

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