I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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31 July 2012

Rainfall night: July tanka 2012

rainfall night
the cats curled in armchairs
you in bed
falling into dreams
of cats and rain

10/7/12



in all poetry
two parts are better than one
he says —
a bold assertion combining
authority and the absurd

kyoka

31/7/12
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2 comments:

  1. Brian Miller1 August 2012 at 01:44

    haha i love a little absurdity in my poetry....smiles...

    we actually let our kitten sleep inside last night...too cute to move...he did fine until 4 am

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  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade1 August 2012 at 06:41

    Bless you, Brian!

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