Tag: tanka

wrestle this frail body from the grasp of waves

clears the brain fog morning drizzle

the soft face of the forest ignites

september winds scream into the video call

full moon the seas froth with delight

prowl the corridors a trail of cat shadows

after dark we unfold limbs and behave human

barren tree mynahs where leaves used to be

summer bare field a bouquet of wildflowers

dog shadow watches the capitalist concrete rise