Issue 6 – September 2026 – Tanka Page 3

alone now

she smiles

the lady in the painting

a sleepy watchman with a torch

smiles back

Robert Witmer, Japan

strangers again

we meet by chance on a bus

without pretense--

I turn a cheek till you leave

then let out a breath 

 

Marion Alice Poirier, USA

leafing through

my work of poems

I underline

each reference to you

until my pen runs dry

Nick T, UK

coffee black

and an egg over easy

on my pancakes

the waitress

honeys me

Randy Brooks, USA

at my door

a girl hands me a vase

of sunflowers

I am now the elder

of this neighborhood

Lynn Edge, USA

assisted living

my mother ignores

the roses from

a man who sees

something in her

Cynthia Anderson, USA

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