Tanka Sequence: The Walled Garden

can I slow downwhat time we’re givento greet mouse-tail mossthe speckled wood who warmsher wings after the rain a shaft of lightthrough long shadowsyou trace a linewhere ghosts of mestill hug the elder tree mist curtainsone side of the shedfree from lightredshank sleeps whose goldonly the dead can see an inner sun riseswhere cherry blossom … Continue reading "Tanka Sequence: The Walled Garden"