clutching stocks and bonds
the Dow Jones flees
the onslaught of winter
squalls of white
bury my life
Summer 2009 issues of Modern English Tanka
A Room of My Own: Wooden Jesus Tanka
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slanted sunlight
reaches Wooden Jesus on the cross
I close my eyes
... yet nothing whatever emerges
in my mind or my heart
FYI: This tanka could be read as...