A few of my recently published tanka:


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scent of rain
rising from the pavement
after a storm
the few things
I still believe



just after
he says the word
mestastasized
I hear the silence
spreading



shaken
by a mid-October
swirling wind
the bitter beauty
of rust-colored trees



spent blossoms
in a vase by the sink
too late
for that phone call
I didn’t make



a honk behind me
as the red light changes
to green…
I’m half a second slower
than my life



on a walk
after a sudden fight
we hold hands
fumbling to find
our familiar grip

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roots so deep
I can’t pull them out 
this life
that doesn’t know
it’s only a weed


Credits:  scent of rain first published in Sonic Boom 4; shaken first published in Cattails January 2015;spent blossoms first published in Red Lights 11.3; a honk behind me, on a walk and roots so deep first published in Spent Blossoms – the Tanka Society of America 2015 anthology;