Thirty-Seventh Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
quarantined
for weeks in an attic
of shadows ...
I open the window
to birdsong and my heart
PoemHunter, April 25 2020
Note: This tanka is a sequel to the thirty-sixth entry below:
quarantine
just still-time spent
with this attic...
I murmur to myself
and empty streets below
A Room of My Own: All the Feelings Tanka
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I was told
to hide all the feelings
once grown --
carrying this silver casket
I shed tears for her, and me
FYI: This could be read as a sequel to my tanka ...
