Neha R. Krishna
becoming the art
with her little fingers she paints colourful butterflies in place of hair. her mother in awe, oh darling! this is so beautiful. do you like butterflies so much?
the little artist looks at her mother. smiles. hugging the canvas she says, once the butterflies are gone, she will look like me.
withering wind— choosing a wall for her last portrait
About the Author
Neha R. Krishna lives in Mumbai, India. Her haiku, tanka, and haibun appear internationally in journals and anthologies. She is the winner of the Weighing Raindrops Haiku Contest 2020 by Narrow Road and Glass House Festival.
Prose struck hard in its last line. Ku mellowed the heart further leaving me in tears. It is difficult to breathe after reading a few works. This one did that to me
ohh! thank you Tapan, i am glad that this haibun touched your heart deep. thank you
Amazing haibun, Neha.
Most poignant and you’ve left so much unsaid and after reading your poem, the child began to grow in my heart.
I am so happy to have your comment here. this is the dose of ‘keep going on’. thank you Kala <3
This is excellent, Neha. This haibun jolted me, moved me … will stay with me.
Thank you Priti, i am moved. this means a lot. thank you <3
withering wind–
tears spring forth
and are blown away