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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29 July 2015

Now I can speak: Tanka, July 2015

now I can speak
of him and our life
with no tears
as I found out today
in the doing


on cold nights
I read love stories
very late
until warm sleep
embraces me


they rev cars

chatter, drink from cans

not sleepy

this warm afternoon

young men out of school


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