a sudden scream
fading into the day
the loneliness
of a straight road
under the watchful sun
I keep walking
long day's journey
arriving at the fork
I choose the road less traveled
the road disappearing
into the mist
I keep walking
March 2010 issue of Word Catalyst
One Man's Maple Moon: Fruit Tanka by Kala Ramesh
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*English Original*
mother laments
being old and bent
I see her
as a curved branch
laden with fruit
*the unseen arc*, 2017
Kala Ramesh
*Chinese Tran...
