Karen Schlage
advocating for and exploring change in the Australian pregnancy grief and loss space
P’u – Hua Fei Hua
A flower and not a flower; of mist and yet not of mist.
At midnight she was there; she went as daylight shone.
She came and for a little while was like a dream of spring.
And then, as morning clouds that vanish traceless, she was gone.
Po Chu-I
Karen Schlage 