river rapids
we make a map
of the water's voice
mollusc trails
the tangle of creases
in father's palms
My thanks to A.A. Marcoff for including the following tanka in his essay, The Nature and History of Tanka:
we zip
our sleeping bags
together
you cradle my body
like a crescent moon
Love, British Haiku Society 30th Anniversary Members' Tanka Anthology 1990-2020
Commentary:
"A poem both intimate and vast as the night sky. Again, that gentle affectionate love, tenderness."
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