I think,
therefore I am
free to be
a co-owner
of my mother tongue,
the fighter
for my opinions,
the judge
of my conscience,
the planner
of my destiny,
and yet locked up
in the iron cage
of the zeitgeist,
I think.
December 2009 issue of Word Catalyst
A Room of My Own: Time Span Tanka
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in blossom rain
my pink-haired daughter laments,
*we'll all die one day...*
I reply, let's hope
the time span makes life unique
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