I race
and weave through the snarl
of memory lanes ...
my childhood home
not found even in dreams
NeverEnding Story, Thursday, August 8, 2019
One Man's Maple Moon: Cold Light Tanka by Sonam Chhoki
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*English Original*
throbbing headache
blinds drawn against the dawn
I picture
in the rise and fall of notes
birds flitting in the cold light
*A Hundred Gou...
