Tag: tanka

filling the skull bowl with ash and memories

wings tucked under the bridge

winged gods lost under the limbo sky

the musky breath of earth after the rain

where the monsoon will never find my soul under a stone in the zen garden

whisper the storm’s name and watch her calm

every wind rain and monsoon has a name

rid the body of summer a walk in the rain

night rots in the concrete

this frail body a library of seasons