Tanka – Page 9 – Poems from in between

Wondrous grit of life

o’ wondrous pain, illuminating discomfort — how you have painted this earth to suit your ease, the slow swing of your step it is perhaps a sign of your privilege that you praise cuts and bruises to small children who do not know to defend your princess could not sleep with even a pea under…

Jenifer

November 4, 2016

Death, Dying, From Hafiz, Grief, Love, Mother, Muse, Pain, Tanka, Violence

poetry

7/15

blue jay caws swell the faraway echo, drawing us near our sandy bluff — breezes wrap, spin us round, return us round

Jenifer

July 17, 2016

Meditation, Memory, Muse, Pentwater, Tanka, Yoga

poetry, tanka

Conversations with my mother, now long-dead

I write to you everyday and each night in my mind — out of sight, out of love, out of repetition. Wearing grooves through stone along the road, my words think they can erase the first set and grind rather new ones or wipe them out altogether, letting me slide free off these memories, into…

Jenifer

June 9, 2016

Family, Grand tanka, Grief, Love, Memory, Mother, Muse, Tanka

Grand tanka, poetry

11/29

we long for peace it seems to surround us but perhaps it is only darkness falling with its uneven temper ——————— In response to Jennifer Knoblock’s plaintive poem, Winter.

Jenifer

November 29, 2015

Meditation, Muse, Political struggle, Seasons, Tanka

poetry