Tagged: tanka
another sunday
another sunday
morning, playing sous-chefs in
the kitchen, making
an old sweet that mama loves –
taro popsicles from scratch
.
20240512:1114
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a miniature
a miniature
red dragon hiding in the
japanese maple
folds and unfolds her wings in
the sun for a secure perch
.
20240511:2018
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it’s too easy to
it’s too easy to
become distracted – keeping
an eye on the right
ball becomes less attainable
when they’ve all been deflated
.
20240506:2030
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after the rain, the
after the rain, the
second bamboo harvest of
the season waits for
no one, beelining for the
warmth of the sun in two days’ time
.
20240503:1608
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at the water’s edge,
at the water’s edge,
we know enough about the
city not to dip
our toes in, but not enough
to live or thrive anywhere else
.
20240502:2256
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perhaps winter is
perhaps winter is
still hanging onto us tightly
as we partake in
april’s spring rolls, ever so
often, a delightful crunch
.
20240424:1928
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space is oft wrested –
space is oft wrested –
in the middle of the night
or in broad daylight,
we were meant to feel both this
constrained, this isolated
.
20240415:1438
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from the lookout, we
from the lookout, we
are the observer and the
observed – nature oft
catches us off guard – a flutter,
a flicker, a snap, a shake
.
20240414:1723
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on the other side
on the other side
of a rare solar eclipse,
a new beginning –
we’ve been here before, all at
once, heavier and lighter
.
20240412:2015
y
even on the more
even on the more
familiar of trails, we will
lose our way every
now and then, hiking single-
file, forgetting to look up
.
20240409:2304
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