tanka

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

Saturday, November 30, 2013

[flinging moonlight . . .]


flinging moonlight
out of the trees
like milk
I am for a moment
more wind than woman


A Hundred Gourds 2:4, Sept. 2013

1 comment:

  1. "more wind than woman": I feel so free after reading your poem. Much to love here in this scene you create. j.

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