Poetic Musings: Aftersound Tanka by Linda Jeannette Ward

it hasn’t stopped

where your hands

slid all over me

a deep humming

like the aftersound of bells

                                     

Scent of Jasmine and Brine, 2007

Linda Jeannette Ward 

Commentary: Linda Jeannette Ward expertly manages to weave two senses, rich with meaning, into the one tanka. However, neither overpowers the other. Each complements and elevates to raise the sensual awareness of the entire poem.

-- excerpted from "To the Lighthouse: Sensing Tanka: Perceiving Life Beyond the Ordinary" by David Terelinck