Issue 2 - September 2025 - Tanka page 7
hermit at heart
he teaches me
to emerge
without a deep bark
just his muzzle’s nudge
Richard L. Matta, USA
strands of willow
sway in a light breeze...
an old monk
with spotted hands
meditates before Buddha
David He, China
a canopy
leaking light
onto
the silence
of ferns
Curt Pawlisch, USA
out of nowhere
this feeling of loneliness
all morning
the same leaf
turning in a breeze
Edward Dewar, Canada
blackbird sings
his most beautiful song
at sunset -
hearing the news
of a young friend's death
Juliet Wilson, UK
in this place
of moss and shadow
we emerge
newly born, and yet
somehow ancient
Debbie Strange, Canada
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