the way it makes me feel
sometimes
it all seems too much
to bear,
but then comes the rain
and a wood thrush singing
the scent
of petrichor through
open shutters . . .
a curtain billows
and I, too, am flying
Honoured to have the following tanka selected by Jim Chessing for his article, "How Tanka Mean—Some Thoughts on Content and Form: Part I":
I have learned
how to keep silent . . .
these pebbles
under my tongue
seasoned with rue
Cattails, April 2021
(note: "ikigai" means having a sense of purpose)
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