I write her
one poem every day
spring dewdrops
a butterfly
tattooed on her buttock
summer heat
autumn dawn
before the mirror I count
gray hairs
snow on snow
thoughts of her emerge
one at a time
Frogpond, 34:1, winter 2011
A Room of My Own: Butterfly Kite Tanka
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*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, LVIII "Rafah's border wall"
the kids stare
beyond Rafah's border wall
the slow descent
of a butterfly kite
seve...