this year
no one sends me
mooncakes . . .
I wrap myself
in a veil of moonlight
Gusts 15, Spring/Summer 2012
One Man's Maple Moon: Childhood Tanka by Marion Alice Poirier
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*English Original*
home again
I walk childhood streets
in morning fog. . .
where cobblestones end
a river flows to the sea
Marion Alice Poirier
*Chinese ...
