in the dream
my home shore eroded
by time's waves ...
what's left of myself
unrecognizable
she says,
the spring morning air
is throbbing
with promise . . .
of what? I murmur
NeverEnding Story, April 4, 2014
One Man's Maple Moon: Warbled Songs Tanka by Thelma Mariano
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*English Original*
from the river's edge
a blend of warbled songs
highs and lows
the harmony we share
despite different notes
Thelma Mariano
*Chinese Tr...
