Tag: tanka
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Dad Difficulties
Dad was too much like Adelia for Mira. It was inevitable that those two lions would eventually clash. He was a man that always thought he was right. Lived in terror at the thought he was wrong, actually. Just like my sister-in-law, with whom Mira once lived as a dependent, once upon a time. Being…
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Dinner Party Aftermath
The quiet of backfiring mufflers, droning Interstate traffic, and resurgent crickets. All after the company leaves. A still night, with light pollution blotting out the stars. All after a long week’s work. Autumn chill after a return of summer heat echoes of pitter-patter from our great niecces
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“cold night…” a #tanka (10/26/23)
10/26/23: clouds cold night the stars covered by clouds the dashed hopes of the day #tanka#micropoetry#poetry
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“a return…” a #tanka (10/18/23)
10/18/23: float a return marred by a suitcase left on a train Modest Mouse’s “Float On” suddenly comes to mind #tanka#micropoetry#poetry
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“another…” a #tanka (10/17/23)
10/17/23: flight another flight of geese today longing for their destination #tanka#micropoetry#poetry
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Childhood Memories
Douglass Park, where we piled on a merry-go-round and spun round & round so fast that some of us fell off. And all of us saw the sky whirl round even standing still. The streets of Weber Park, my neighborhood in then North Tarrytown (now Sleepy Hollow), where we played tag, hung out in each…
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“Superstitious…” a #tanka (10/13/2023)
10/13/23: unprompted superstitious another Friday the 13th the creepy serenede of dying crickets #tanka#micropoetry#poetry
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“fading crickets…” a #tanka (10/11/23)
10/11/23: town fading crickets the drone of traffic along Palmer new life in a new town they call a city #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
