tanka

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

Monday, February 9, 2015

Lost Worlds


snowmelt
from mountain glaciers
blesses
Pachamama’s belly . . .
her rising fever chills me

breathless
at 13,000 feet
I blow softly
across two coca leaves . . . 
the ritual of wishes

twilight
in the Temple of Virgins
on Moon Island—
I leave an offering
of blood-red gladiolus

the Uru people
live on islands made of reeds
cut adrift
I reach for the shore
in this river of stars


~Atlas Poetica 18, July 2014


This tanka sequence grew out of a trip to Peru & Bolivia in October, 2013.

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