Taiga

Tanka on Haiga

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is it the Moon, or
a piece of folded flatbread
consumed in cycles
night after night; indulgence
swallowing unsung dark chunks


departing planets
interpretations galore
a sigh of relief
trust that life is good – no more
shocks as someone told us so


Tanka Tuesday – Taiga

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