Stuttering, she answers
in staccato lines, willing
herself to speak out,
One thought on “Brevity”
Those harsh consonants make the reader so aware of what it is like to stutter and to fall over words, and the run-on between line two and three seems to echo the rush, the sense of panic, at having to find the correct words. There’s so much packed into this delicate little haiku!
Those harsh consonants make the reader so aware of what it is like to stutter and to fall over words, and the run-on between line two and three seems to echo the rush, the sense of panic, at having to find the correct words. There’s so much packed into this delicate little haiku!