The Trouble with Tanka-9

charcoal night
no moon
no stars in sight
just silent hearts that rise and fall
with the breath of this frangipani wind


cross legged,
the late November wind
breathes slowly, in and out,
cold, colder as it journeys within
the past lies still, unyielding, under the frost


love decays fast
with the bitterness of regurgitated ache
reeking of sour regret
as my memory plays salty tricks
things I forgot to remember to forget

Fujiwara no Teika’s Tanka Technique 9: Exquisite detail – komayaka naru tei -exact and precise details with often complex imagery.
The Trouble with Tanka-8

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