the child listening
to the flower with closed eyes
doesn’t know he’s dead
already and the flower
also dead whispers of life
For Day 7 of April Poetry Month at 'imaginary garden with real toads', Let's Paint a Picture, we are invited to write a tanka on a painting by Kaoro Kawano.
The image is from WikiArt and is used according to Fair Use Principles.
I usually don't worry about strict syllable count for tanka and do worry about other traditions; this time it's rather the opposite.
I wanted the small ambiguities (which may be too small to be seen!).
Yes, I was thinking of the children's deaths in Syria – but I am sadly sure they would not have been so gentle as my poem implies.