the morning breeze
turns maple leaves to song . . .
alone at the window
I hear how Mother's words
come home have aged
Revision, Skylark 3:1, Summer 2015
One Man's Maple Moon: Sorrow Tanka by Michael McClintock
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*English Original*
knowing sorrow
won’t go sailing
or for a swim
I take a long walk
to the cliffs and back
First Place, 2012 San Francisco Internatio...
