Issue 2 - September 2025 - Tanka page 9

he's heard it all,
spontaneous remissions
and miraculous cures...
the breeze picks up
and his wan smile widens

Jim Chessing, USA

we watch
the estuary tide retreat,
see small boats
tilt and come to rest
on the shining mud

Marilyn Humbert, Australia

deeper woods
off trail-
the clarity to know
where I'm not
needed

Lorraine A Padden, USA

dark matter—
even in your absence
I feel your presence
your voice resounds
in the way I speak

Neena Singh, India

hues and shades
through the blue break
in the stratocumulus
the white disk
of the noon sun

Joshua St. Claire, USA

bottled sand
with a ship
anchored in glass
I remember your hands
steadying mine

Joanna Ashwell, UK

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