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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9 May 2017

First Autumn Morning – tan renga

first autumn morning
the mirror I stare into
shows my father's face                          © Murakami Kijo

hints of the coming cold
familiar from times before                    © Rosemary Nissen-Wade


Written for Tan Renga Challenge Month 2017 #6 at Carpe Diem.

Shared with The Tuesday Platform for May 9, 2017 at 'imaginary garden with real toads'

12 comments:

  1. One remembers certain details of a loved one when looking into reflections. Very true Rosemary!

    Hank

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  2. Whatever happens in our lives, we will always follow in our parents' footsteps.

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  3. Call and response. Religious.

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  4. Brrr.. I can feel that cold too.

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  5. Leaves enough for our imagination.

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  6. I particularly like the hokku. Each response is a snippet on relationships with dads. Love it.

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  7. Excellent response to a classic.

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  8. Snippets of past memories as one looks into the future. I rather like this Tan Renga form!

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