More Tanka

when we were young
going against the grain—
in this old age
I find our hearts
trapped in birch bark

First Appeared in Blithe Spirit 26.3 (British Haiku Society)2016

 

born female
pummeled with stones
teeth bared
a humming of violets
echoed from her ribcage

First appeared in Blithe Spirit 26.3 2016

 

the road
forked left and right—

we pull apart
the bone of our breast
snapping it in two

First appeared in Blithe Spirit 26.3 2016

 

her bridal veil
falling to rocks below
the applause so loud
I cover my ears—
denial is soundproof

First appeared in Ribbons Tanka Society of America spring/summer 2016

 

deep in the woods
my face in my hands
I speak to
the hollowed out tree—
my red heartwood bared

First appeared in Bamboo Hut May 2016

 

to grow backward
becoming unborn
a sky to suck on—
likewise jonquils reborn
in spring to blow again

First appeared in Bamboo Hut May 2016

 

scrawny bird
feeding her fledglings
mouth to mouth
putting her loved ones first
and yet they blame us

First appeared in Presence Issue #55 2016

 


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