raising the blinds
I let your words
pass through me—
sunlight streaming
through an empty glass
~Fire Pearls 2, summer 2013
I wake
to find myself
invisible—
dust motes shimmer
in a shaft of sun
~A Hundred Gourds 3:2, Dec. 2013
I let your words
pass through me—
sunlight streaming
through an empty glass
~Fire Pearls 2, summer 2013
I wake
to find myself
invisible—
dust motes shimmer
in a shaft of sun
~A Hundred Gourds 3:2, Dec. 2013
Great, Jenny! I often wake up invisible myself.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I added a comment - or thought I had - to your sequence post from the other day. Anyway, I think that's my favorite sequence of yours! All the tanka are wonderful; my very favorites are the first and the last.
Thanks, Janet!
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