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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2 November 2013

Somonka Challenge: 1

As well as the November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge at Poetic Asides, I am doing their recent Somonka Challenge. A somonka is a pair of tanka, written as love poems in dialogue.  In these I take both roles, and was imagining Andrew as the second speaker in each.

At Night 

At night alone
I reach for you in thought.
And then I weep --
you've gone far past my reach, 
beyond all hope of touch.

I hear your thoughts,
I see you reach for me.
Oh do not weep!
I'm just a little distance
and the veil is thin.


rainy night
I cuddle in bed
with my cats
remembering you
warm in my arms

this clear night
in the bright moonlight
I wake
remembering nights
I shared with you