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Transformations: a #Tanka-prose

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The cold and the dark press in. No matter. I find my root, cry out from the depths of my center, then let go. The searing light and incendiary heat of the arising Spirit ignite an ordinary despair into an extraordinary hope.

How could it be any other way?

even as

crickets and cicadas

sing their last

a quickening arises

beneath the soon frozen earth

for COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 198, #POET’SCHOICE

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