we stand still
hands together
falling petals
a shadow
of that summer kiss
crescent moon
autumn dawn
the night that has passed
stays in me
first snow
on a blade of grass
her three words
July/August 2010 issue of Sketchbook
A Room of My Own: Whitewashed Road Sign Tanka
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*The Drowning Noise of Other Words*, CCLXXXVIII: "a whitewashed road sign"
dust swirling past
"<-- Tarqumia, Jerusalem -->
peace be with you"
under the sco...
