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I lived on brown leaf
but then, I flew on red one
- cocoon, butterfly!
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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I’ve had so many names in this life I lose track of which ones were ever really mine and which ones I wore because someone needed me to. Some were handed to me before I had words to refuse them, before I knew what they meant, before I knew I could say no. Most weren’t meant to hurt. That doesn’t mean they didn’t leave marks. Marks that told me who I belong to, who I am by way of who claims me, recognizes me in the good and bad, who walks beside me.
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This is such a beautiful haiku. I love how you expressed the metamorphosis, from cocoon to butterfly, in a short poetic form. And also, how you expressed the resemblance of the autumn falling leaves with butterflies. Simply beautiful. I love the image, too. Everything is lovely about this haiku.
I Can't stop trying to wrap my head around this poem and that is what I love about it
A beautiful metaphor of metamorphing from the past to the present. A part of God's metanarrative 😇 ““Do not remember the former things, Nor consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing, Now it shall spring forth; Shall you not know it? I will even make a road in the wilderness And rivers in the desert.” Isaiah 43:18-19 NKJV 𝑨𝒎𝒆𝒏. ❤️
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