snow on snow ...
loneliness, a ghost language,
spoken wordlessly
to my drunken shadow
on the whitewashed wall
Revision, Ribbons, 12:1, Winter 2016
Cool Announcement: Celebrate Tanka Poetry Month with NeverEnding Story
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My Dear Friends and Readers:
*May is the month of wishes and expectations, a time born for tanka. Every
verse should hold the essence of the season: singi...
