sleepless winter night...
smashing the attic window
with my bare hands
I pick up
scattered pieces of myself
Ribbons, 7:1, Spring 2011
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...
