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Sunday, April 3, 2016

Ribbons Winter 2016


STUPOR


no one 
calling my name
this morning
a cup of water stays cold
in the microwave

preparations
for the memorial 
the chrysanthemums
quietly wither
on the side

an avalanche 
of memories snowballing
into grief
the stories behind
a box of receipts

every now and then 
the flicker of a firefly . . .
still in my hand
all of you I need
to let go

not accepting
what goodbye really means
my breath lingers
in every shape and sound
of spring dusk


Monday, May 4, 2015

Tanka Poets on Site (January 2015 prompt - April 2015 prompt)

 
an avalanche
of memories snowballing
into grief . . .
the stories behind
a box of receipts
 
 
January 11 prompt: opening the box
See comments here.
 
why can't life
be simplified
I'm always baffled
in the grocery aisle
of cheese
 
 
January 31 prompt: say cheese
See comments here.
 
writing his name
on my bathroom mirror . . .
the mist disappears
just like the promise
he once said
 
 
February 5 prompt: what you draw or write on a napkin, back of envelope, etc.
See comments here.
 
touching
the same piano keys
you once touched . . .
I learn to hum our song
on my own
 
 
February 11 prompt: instrument
See comments here.
 
waking up
with no desire
to get out of bed
I picture the pinkness
of azalea blooms
 
 
February 17 prompt: beauty of spring
See comments here.
 
just listening
to the plip plop of the pond
maybe this time
my heart will unwind
its bandages
 
 
March 20 prompt: healing ourselves
See comments here.
 
not knowing
the exact moment
I knew I loved you . .
footsteps of a flamingo
at the edge of the lake
 
 
March 21 prompt: subtle
See comments here.
 
what dreams
have I missed . . .
I stay awake
just to hear us
breathing
 
*inspired by the song "I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing"
 
Kathy Uyen Nguyen's response
 
you breathe fragments
into my hollow dreams . . .
suddenly I wake
to the dawn song unfolding
from a robin's wing beat
 
 
April 2 prompt: rhythm and rhyme
See comments here.
 
telling me about
our old friend dancing
to Greek music . . .
are you at death's door
peeking through heaven?
 
 
April 6 prompt: peeking out of a window, a door with unexpected sight
See comments here.
 

Monday, August 18, 2014

Premier Issue of Undertow Tanka Review

     I'm delighted to be one of the contributors of the very first issue of Sergio Ortiz's bi-monthly review of tanka and tanka sequences named Undertow Tanka Review.
     Here are the ten tanka poems that appear this new journal.

another gaze
from a handsome stranger . . .
I seal my lips
on a heart pendant
with my husband's ashes


the way he tucks
my hair behind my ear . . .
for the first time
I feel the sincerity
of a man's apology


belly ache
from laughing
at my own jokes . . .
I realize I've carved
a deeper sorrow


where do I go
without you now . . .
the heavy silence
after I turn off
the oxygen machine


to love somebody
even after death . . .
I keep in a box
a photo of a woman
he once loved


the sound
of him sleeping
more hours in a day
any birdsong
is a sad lullaby


a dewdrop dangling
from the tip of a petal . . .
I try hard

not to show him
my tears


a whiff of hyacinth
by the grocery entrance . . .
this cold winter night
I hope from aisle to aisle
thinking of spring


all the pills
he couldn't take anymore . . .
alone I count
the tulips waiting
to be photographed


a baby enclosed by her
mother's arms . . .
when does a shell
let go of her pearl
 

     Enjoy the full issue here.
 
     Submissions are now open for the 2nd issue. You can submit up to 10 previously unpublished tanka, tanka art, and/or 1 sequence. Send your poems to undertowtanka@gmail.com with the subject heading "Undertow Tanka Submission."

Saturday, February 8, 2014