Tag: tanka

bodies in limbo between seasons

lamps and lanterns raised a toast to summer’s end

in love with the half human half moon through the tiny window autumn night

nightfall we sneak up on the cat shadow

in no particular order rain grey clouds grey mist

autumn winds in the flutter between leaves

egos reduced to a garland of skulls

bite the bullet and transcend this body

massage the damp dirt breaking earthly bonds

the autumn wind’s first sigh