I love you
on the tip of my tongue
spring drizzle
fleeting summer dream
between the spoken
and unspoken
my first taste
of make-up sex
crimson leaves
thundersnow
rumbling in the distance
her parting words
NeverEnding Story, September 19, 2014
One Man's Maple Moon: Cold Light Tanka by Sonam Chhoki
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*English Original*
throbbing headache
blinds drawn against the dawn
I picture
in the rise and fall of notes
birds flitting in the cold light
*A Hundred Gou...
