tanka

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

Friday, November 21, 2014

The Passage



                  going west
                  along the river—
                  water sweeps
                  around a stone cairn
                  shaped like a woman

                 on the riverbank,
                 a gate without a fence—
                 two windows 
                 frame the flow
                 of my journey to the sea

                 stumbling
                 onto a sand bar 
                 drenched in starlight
                 will I see your face
                 or will our eyes be one


                         ~Ribbons 10:3, Fall 2014



2 comments:

  1. I haven't seen this in Ribbons yet, since I've only started to look at my copy. But this is such a lovely sequence. I love the progression: shaped like a woman, my journey to the sea, will our eyes be one.

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