A wall of love

I walked past the department store where a lorry crashed on April 7, and suddenly my mind is filled with what-ifs and whys and hows. I still remember how we never got to the cancelled concert. The windows are still boarded up, but people have taken an opportunity to leave messages of love and mourning. Ebba was eleven and she had never met Akilov before he crushed her with the hijacked truck. Not too soon this wall of love will become a faceless storefront once again, and I wonder how a blind mannequin can mend these broken hearts.

not from butterflies
but tears in heart shaped words —
still the breeze giggles

The storefront is still boarded up after the terrorist attack in Stockholm on April 7

Today Grace inspire us to write a haibun on Kinstsugi at dVerse. Kintsugi is the Japanese art where you make a broken object more beautiful by making the broken visible. Somehow I think that the broken storefront had been made more beautiful with all the messages of love, left on notes, and scribbled in memory of the five victims of the April 7 terrorist attack in Stockholm.

May 29, 2017

29 responses to “A wall of love

  1. I can’t imagine the tragedy of that accident Bjorn ~ I admire how you transformed it into a wall of love ~ This reminds of notes tucked on walls and doors and flowers too left behind at the site of accidents ~ Also love that heart-shaped words ~

  2. I can only imagine walking past the scene of a crime although I have watched footage of the Manchester bombing and its aftermath last week, including the service and yesterday’s run..I can remember visiting New York a year after 9/11 and looking at the fence with all the messages. Love the haiku.

  3. A very moving haibun and image with all these messages of love. I have seen many images of the moving memorial to Iggy the lurcher too, a rescue dog from Ireland who was killed in the same attack. A beautiful closing haiku Björn.

  4. The wall you show is so moving, and of course this is written in the shadow of the Manchester attack, another assault on children. If only there was enough love to stop these stupid, senseless attacks.

  5. “wall of Love” indeed, brother. What the world needs now is more of them–love, sweet love. A very touching take on the prompt, sir. Oddly, my own poem, though written about “mothers” still fits the mold, all about “the mending of broken pieces”.

  6. You raise a good question about how broken hearts mend. Those I have had, less severe than the one you mentioned, have never completely mended.

  7. I am glad the breeze giggles in the echoes of those young lives lost. A beautiful tribute Björn.
    Anna :o]

  8. “Ebba was eleven and she had never met Akilov before he crushed her with the hijacked truck.”

    What a perfect way to introduce such tragic facts.

  9. I like that last thought, wondering how a blind mannequin can heal broken hearts. Down here folks put flowers and crosses on the side of the road to mark fatalities. Of course, the highway department comes by in time and mows it all down. Got to keep everything in order

  10. I agree, the part about Ebba is perfectly penned. It made me teary- eyed. Such senseless acts. I also like the part about the mannequin and wondering if it can mend the broken hearts. Your haiku is absolutely everything it should be. I’m glad there’s a giggle in the breeze.

  11. a tragic event turned beautiful by heart-shaped words. maybe the bane of hate is love. this is a well crafted and heartfelt haibun, Bjorn.

  12. “Not too soon this wall of love will become a faceless storefront once again”
    I really loved this sentence, it makes me realize something, how even something important as a loss of a life will be forgotten with time, which is a tragic curse and a blessing at the same time. Amazingly done!

  13. When someone dies I always try to remember their life, rather than the circumstances of their death. I feel that you did that here, in the haiku, highlighting the joyfulness of her innocent life, even as we mourn it.

  14. I find every line of this so beautiful, emotional….and especially this statement:
    “I wonder how a blind mannequin can mend these broken hearts.”
    I’m reminded of the new storefronts now in the places where the two bombs detonated during the Boston Marathon…..

  15. I like how you leave it a question more than an answer. The challenge of kintsugi is how to make something broken more beautiful, and you are asking that about life and unknowable tragedy. Beautiful.

  16. All too many incidents of careless disregard for life. I cannot wrap my head around the evil that exists in those who would engage in these horrendous acts. Your words are moving and so well said.

  17. You put the images and concepts together beautifully–if it is okay to say that about such a painful subject. Finding beauty in the broken, painful parts of life is such a human reaction. A way to interpret the pain so that we can lean into the cutting edges without bleeding out.

  18. That’s terrible and sad. It would be wonderful if the store could place something there in her memory. A little plaque a bench, something for the mother.

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