Sunday, October 8, 2017

A Room of My Own: Youthful Desire Tanka

beads of sweat
roll between her breasts --
I remember the smell
of my youthful desire
on our wedding night

1 comment:

  1. Below are my published tanka which I think could be read as a prequel and a sequel to the tanka above:

    as I approach
    half of her stiffens
    and half melts away --
    every now and then
    I hear a skylark singing

    Magnapoets, 4, July 2009

    I traced the curves
    of her womanhood
    with my fingers ....
    that night and nights after
    blurring together

    Cattails, May 2016