under the diamond
shining off this raindrop
we sit,
silent ease, cocooned
in dark, unknown, endless
Day 18
18 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted Art, Death, Meditation, Muse, Yoga
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Posted Art, Death, Meditation, Muse, Yoga
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Beautiful opening image…is the idea of contrast part of the tanka form? I’m intrigued by how that hard diamond of light turns to soft, dark cocoon.
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Thanks. Not so much contrast as the ‘turn’ on perspective that is also used in haiku. In this one, the turn is physical as well as in perspective. It might be too severe for the form, but it kind of forced itself on me. The thing about tanka that I like (besides having two more lines to work with) is that they are supposed to be love poems scribbled in the morning as you leave (?). Or at least lots were in the olden days. I like the permission to be a little rushed and hasty, and to not think too much about being absolutely a slave to the form.
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Thanks for your take on this…I will do some more reading on the form…maybe one day feel brave enough to try it. 🙂
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