my wife adds
one more item to the list
of what to do . . .
with my eyes closed, I hear
her laughter when we first met
Atlas Poetica, 33, 2018
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...