I bury my face
in the curve
of her breasts
the lingering scent
after spring rain
German Translation by Chrysanthemum Editorial Team
ich vergrabe mein Gesicht
in der Beuge
ihrer Brüste
der anhaltende Duft
nach dem Frühlingsregen
Chrysanthemum 17, April 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...
