for Langston Hughes
steep terrain
and long rows of grape vines . . .
my migrant dream
dries up like a raisin
in the summer sunlight
Skylark 4:2, Winter 2016
A Room of My Own: Wooden Jesus Tanka
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slanted sunlight
reaches Wooden Jesus on the cross
I close my eyes
... yet nothing whatever emerges
in my mind or my heart
FYI: This tanka could be read as...