Chen-ou Liu's Translation Project: First English-Chinese Haiku and Tanka Blog

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

I'm Not Your Magic Johnson, A Tanka Prose

like dark clouds
these words hovering
in my mind:
Did you ever love me?
I love that you loved me

The low rumble of distant thunder. On the way home, I walk with a heavy step, my legs aching. I am dragged down by this inescapable fact that tomorrow is Monday and it will be hard to get up.

Whispers, February 7, 2015