It’s been a year since my mother passed away.At that time, I wrote a haiku in her memory. Stisk njene rokeUmrla bom, je reklaSlovo za vedno The squeeze of her handI will die, she said to meGoodbye forever A haiku is a traditional form of Japanese poetry consisting of three unrhymed lines with a 5,…
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My Mother
Some fragments of my mother’s life.And our shared memories. She was the best mother, but then so are all mothers…She was born into a working-class family in Borovnica, Slovenia. I remember how happy she was when I once gave her a framed print of the famous Borovnica railway bridge, which was then considered the longest…