Tanka--
shifting
her plants
on the whim
of a spring breeze ...
it is a woman's privilege
to change her mind
______________
a gunshot
from over the rise
in our suburb...
he never wanted
to go to war
______________
an unseasonal
Autumn wind
stirring up talk ...
things are not
as we remember them
______________
on the whim
of a spring breeze ...
it is a woman's privilege
to change her mind
______________
a gunshot
from over the rise
in our suburb...
he never wanted
to go to war
______________
an unseasonal
Autumn wind
stirring up talk ...
things are not
as we remember them
______________
Anne
Curran is a Hamiltonian and New Zealander. She writes in awe and admiration of
all those Japanese verse poets and editors who have encouraged her on this
journey. Anne
has been writing poetry for the last ten years or so. She has good days and
bad, but somehow with the support of family and friends keeps on keeping on.
Dear Anne,
ReplyDeleteYour poem has a lot to ponder about, a very intriguing piece.
Best wishes,
Inge
Lovely collection
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