don't call me
you're not my Mr. Right...
from the phone
the sound of her knife
hitting the cutting board
A Hundred Gourds, 2:3, June 2013
One Man's Maple Moon: Winter Dusk Tanka by Marion Alice Poirier
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*English Original*
in winter dusk
an ocean flows between us ...
I play our song
and wonder, can you hear it
beneath the sickle moon?
Marion Alice Poirier
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