Rainfall Tanka
Droplets forming there
on the new-cleaned windowpane
remain unnoticed
as I sleep in my warm bed
while the night’s storm rages on
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Droplets forming there
on the new-cleaned windowpane
remain unnoticed
as I sleep in my warm bed
while the night’s storm rages on
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We both wrote tankas today!
In yours, I like the irony of pointing out that the droplets are going unnoticed. So zen.
Beautifully done.
Oh, this tiny poem bursts with imagery and power. I love it.
Oh, how I love a good Tanka, and this one surely is one! The juxtapositions carry the poem without competing. I love how this poem shows the universality of moments like these. Great job!