Thursday, September 03, 2015

Undertow Tanka Review, Issue 7, September 2015

the x-rays
of my flattened breasts
pressed roses
these black petals etched
with traceries of white

the sweater
mother knit for me
a rainbow
fading at the edges
her evanescent life

when we were girls
there was an unspoken rule
avoid loitering males
why was I ashamed when
he exposed himself to me

dead houseflies
litter my windowsill
not even compound eyes
see the way out of here

gulls nesting
on the cottage roof
fallen feathers
sprouting from my boots
today, my feet have wings

Honourable Mention
Undertow Tanka Review First Tanka Contest, 2015


  1. Great conciseness! I've haiku on mine but only atempte one tanka!

    1. Thank you so much for taking the time to comment. Tanka is a wonderful form!