small songs I sing
to join
my voice to other voices
hidden in the grass

Saturday, January 24, 2015


knees to chin
on a bike too small
I pedal
toward crossroads
shrouded in mist

~Bamboo Hut 1: 2, Jan. 2014

pointing this way, that way
toward Unity
and Union Grove . . .
seeds scatter in the wind

~Bright Stars 6, Fall 2014

Saturday, January 17, 2015


the four arms 
of the Milky Way
spiraling around us
the four hands of Shiva
fingerprint the stars

~All the Shells: Tanka Society of America 
Members' Anthology 2014

I need a name
for the wainwright of stars
who unfurls 
each fiddlehead to fern . . .
worthless, this cloistered tongue

~cattails Jan. 2015

Sunday, January 11, 2015


the gray fox
slipping like mist
through a shimmer
of moonlight 
my shadow

through deep time. . .
inside the wing of a bat
the bones of my hand 
take flight

Saturday, January 3, 2015

A Wayfarer

leaves drift 
across my path 
this autumn 
I lose the end 
of Ariadne’s thread

under my cloak of dreams
I journey
toward a glass mountain. . . 
a sparrow hops in the dust

for the heartbeat
of mystery—
a dry leaf crinkles
in the hollow of my hand

a map 
etched in frost
on a sycamore leaf
at the toe of my boot
. . .  you are here

on the tip 
of my tongue
the myriad names 
of god

~Bright Stars 6: An Organic Tanka Anthology, Autumn 2014

Sunday, December 28, 2014


my breath sets free 
a thousand downy cattail seeds—
all the fluff 
I need to shed
before the new year comes

~A Hundred Gourds 3:2, Dec. 2013

Sunday, December 21, 2014


Janet Lynn Davis
Jenny Ward Angyal

ancient chapels 
carved into the rock face 
of Mönchsberg ... 
once the tourists are gone 
I crawl inside myself 
    ~JLD (Salzburg, Austria)

on the torii gate 
spirit of light—
fountains flowing
in the falling snow
      ~JWA (New York City, USA)

~Skylark 2:1, summer 2014

Thanks to my friend & fellow tanka poet, Janet Lynn Davis, for her collaboration on this short sequence. You can find more of Janet's fine tanka on her blog, twigs&stones.

We wish everyone a very happy Winter Solstice (or Summer Solstice, for our friends in the southern hemisphere)!

Sunday, December 14, 2014

in a lazy sky

tip-tilting in a lazy sky
I fling
into the meadow 
the carcass of ought

~Skylark 2:2, winter 2014