Tanka 115, Shadorma 181

Tanka 115

whispers of white lies
cling to the skirts of the dress
You bought it on sale
believing the flattery
of the dressing room mirror

4/11/19

Shadorma 181

Ice sculpture,
this story you told.
Chip away
the context.
Let the narrative dissolve
in its own good time.

4/11/19

2 thoughts on “Tanka 115, Shadorma 181

    • I often find that when I write poems on the same day they reflect a certain mental geography. On this day you can see it was lying, or storytelling with a negative twist. I wonder now what prompted me to go this way on that day? I do not remember.

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