Monday, April 9, 2018

A Room of My Own: No Wine, No Dream Tanka

no wine, no dream
alone by the window ...
the barking
of an alley dog
fractures this icy night

Note: The tanka above could be read as a prequel to the following poem:

an alley dog
stops barking at midnight ...
the silence
of my winter dream
becoming darker

Cattails, May, 2015

Chen-ou Liu

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