Tag: tanka

hot oil worked into frail joints the beauty of this moment

drink in the night and let fate run its course through pale veins

the fire red sky resisting the darkness at dusk

autumn the koel picks up the bits and pieces of her song

more eyes than hands stray from the shadows

giving in to the calm the slow drill of living

disown the night and embrace the light come dusk we disown the light and embrace the night

you barely know these frail bones from fall

bodies flee from the drizzle of needles after dawn

your quiet belongs here in the dark between stars