his left sleeve
flapping
in the winter wind
the old man talks
to himself and the sea
Gusts, 26, Fall/Winter 2017
Poetic Musings: Night Airplane Tanka by Gerald St. Maur
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Just out of earshot,
the periodic blinking
of a night airplane,
not quite far enough away
to be as close as the stars
*The Tanka Anthology,* 2003
Gerald St...
