trucks on the freeway,
flat land stretched out beyond
i find myself
looking out a window
between my world and yours
Day 3
03 Tuesday Apr 2018
Posted in Tanka
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love that pivotal line, and all the resonances of the window
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Thanks. Tanka are hard …. 🙂
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You have the touch, though. :))
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“i find myself
looking out a window
between my world and yours”
You expressed this so beautifully! I am in love with this poem, it has such a nostalgic feel to it.
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Thank you! A long drive on a flat highway always gets me thinking.
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Thank you! Tanka are hard . . .
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