Issue 4 - March 2026 - Tanka page 5
dawn
darkness leaves the river
like a swan's wing
rising
into the way of the wind
A A Marcoff, UK
one of billions of stars
lonely—in the widening dark
still in flight—
your light
has yet to reach my eyes
Nicholas Gentile, USA
the breeze swirls
the mountain mist
I write in my mind—
success is not a lottery ticket
the AI chatbot told me
Dennis Owen Frohlich, USA
after a game
on a winter's night
crowd's vanished
lights turned off
snow starting to fall
Howard Colyer, UK
we pop the top
of our old campervan
on this still night
not a hint of wind, yet
every star is twinkling
Debbie Strange, USA
a faint scent
from her side of the bed —
alone and sleepless
I open the window
to let the darkness spill out
Chen-ou Liu, Canada
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