on the way
to the place I share
with migrants . . .
loneliness covered with steel
moving through cornfields of night
Atlas Poetica, #23, 2015
A Room of My Own: Gliding Kayaks Tanka
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(*Added*: *Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, CCCII: "peace and
pieces"
day to night to day
smoke columns climb without end
Israel wants peace:
p...
