Saturday, September 01, 2007

Poem 41

See Poem 37 for an explanation as to what's going on here. Incidentally, this one is a tanka.

from Fulton’s Guide to Unofficial Seasons

Antes-invierno

November sky with
clouds like plowed fields sleeping
under the snow and
the moon a winter-bright deer
scrounging for stars, exposed grass.

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