Bare trees rising high. Where did all those white clouds go? Deep blue fills the sky. Red lips, how their smiles flow. Blue eyes sparkling, brighten so. Text: I’m using a modified form that William N. Porter used in his translation of Japanese tanka into English, “A Hundred Verses from Old Japan“. This is part of my … Continue reading Blue Sky
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