a winter gust
riding the old swing
in the backyard ...
my childhood sweetheart
in and out of my thoughts
A Hundred Gourds, 3:4, September 2014
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...