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 October 2015

All winter: Tanka for August and September 2015

another day
without your eyes
your voice
your quiet movements
your huge presence

13/8/125


yesterday
we were all singing
forgetful
of time or our tasks
it was a party

16/9/15


all winter
my bed was a nest
inside a cave
the room full of books
my warmth and safety


30/9/15


Few and disparate, these from the last couple of months! Linking to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #272

34 comments:

  1. All about daze: The day before and the day after and the duration of winter. I think I like the cave full of books better than the party.

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    1. Not an actual party – a party feeling. And yes, the cave full of books feels excllent too. :-)

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  2. Sometimes those days can become long, Rosemary, I am sure.
    It is good to be able to sing unashamedly...a party mood is never in vain!
    There is something warm & wonderful about being surrounded by books.

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  3. I can feel the presence of such a huge absence and know exactly how that feels, my friend. I most love and resonate with your bed as a nest in a cave, full of books, your refuge. Mine, too.

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  4. Oh I want a cave filled with books too.... A perfect refuge.

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  5. Love to have a caves of books.

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  6. We are real wusses in Australia to call our winters winter. However it is comparative isn't it.? Our summers are extreme! Curling up with a book luckily can be done in all weathers.

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  7. There is a sense of progression in these beautiful poems..processing maybe? winter and loss share a similar harshness and hopefully we can find ways through..i particularly like the idea of a nest surrounded by books

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  8. love that cozy cave of books...

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  9. the room full of books
    my warmth and safety

    I too feel that we feel safe surrounded by the warmth of knowledge or leisure found in books.
    Beautifully executed!

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  10. Hey I could get down with hibernating a bit with some books. Ha.
    And hanging out with friends, a party or otherwise, and losing track of time.
    been a while since I did that.

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  11. I like the order you chose to present these trio. There is such love and melancholy in the first one. The second still remembers... but healing is beginning to take hold. The last one, with its winter, brings comfort in words.

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  12. I love that room full of books. Something so poetic and welcoming about that.

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  13. That is my favorite cave :-) All these are beautiful in their imagery. The book cave made me smile. For some reason my WordPress address is not working when I post. My address is tsdwords.WordPress.com

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  14. I like the cave of books! I want a cave of books where I can sing and dance like it's a party when I feel like it. The combination of cave and party feeling is irresistible.

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  15. Hi again Rosemary, Yes! Yes! and Yes! to all three pieces and: "forgetful
    of time or our tasks" How I need more of that... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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  16. Such a sense of loss in the first one...heartfelt. Winter will be here soon enough and I will be in a cave surrounded by books!

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  17. These are all wonderful! And, to my mind, worthy of publication in the finest Tanka Poetry Journals (if they aren't already). You have mastered the form.

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    1. Thank you, Wendy. I should start to think about submitting. (Smile.)

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  18. room full of books. the image is lovely indeed.

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  19. I need a cave full of books in the winter (and a blanket)

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  20. the room full of books
    my warmth and safety

    Personal liberty to decide and the safety of home are the reasons to be still living a clean life!

    Hank

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  21. Sounds like you've had some fun times, alone times and good times during these last few months.

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  22. A cave of books filled with warmth might be a nice place to hide out for the winter.

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  23. Absence and yearning in this...I often find books bring me peace and comfort.

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  24. The first one touched me deeply ~ A lovely tanka Rosemary ~

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  25. oooh, for some reason I'd forgotten about tanka. Your lovely words have inspired me, Rosemary!

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  26. I love the last one...wish to spend my winters like this! :)

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  27. Resonate with nest in the cave at winter time, but never able to hibernate though....love summer more and more

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  28. I have my cave, the books, the song and the singing, but also the huge presence always missing...

    Elizabeth

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