My thanks to editor-in-chief Alexia Rotella for choosing the following tanka:
taking a knee . . .
the black hollyhocks
in my garden
fall victim, one by one
to another killing frost
rain doves build
a nest on our balcony
we, too
are learning the art
of sheltering in place
this curse
should be named
corvid19
the way it pecks
holes in our lungs
empty cathedral . . .
he sings for everyone
and for no one
this moment of healing
in a quarantined world
(for Andrea Bocelli)
Welcome to this archive of my published poetry, photography and art. Thank you for allowing me to share my creative passions with you, and for taking the time to visit. Please be kind, and do not copy any of the content on this site without permission and attribution. All rights reserved © Debbie Strange. I unfold my origami self / and swim into a lake of fire / washing my hair in ashes / the crane-legged words / of a thousand burning poems.
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- A Year Unfolding: Haiku
- Mouth Full of Stones: Haikai eBook
- Prairie Interludes: Haiku eChapbook
- Random Blue Sparks: Haiku
- The Language of Loss: Haiku & Tanka Conversations
- Three-Part Harmony: Tanka Verses
- Warp and Weft: Tanka Threads
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