Poem: Tanka: Three Tankas of Iced Life
Thin tiny etchings
On a lake of mirrored glass
in the frozen hills,
Silver eyes stare at the scene,
Tears of ice, bound to skin.
A white horizon,
Unforgiving purity
lonely in a dream
By a lake of…
Thin tiny etchings
On a lake of mirrored glass
in the frozen hills,
Silver eyes stare at the scene,
Tears of ice, bound to skin.
A white horizon,
Unforgiving purity
lonely in a dream
By a lake of…
