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*sundogs past the vale -- late Spring's changing wind atop the same, sturdy tent bald mountain rains-- the worms retreat with every step ' sunset river-bat~ i stand deaf on the loud shore, with star and crescent moon ' Spring-summer fronts ~ tornado siren, trains; owls on the edge the French Broad's roar doesn't drown the bass across-- campsites decay* pristine pristineness~ comparing filth with (to less) filth, unnatural taste ' *individual-- tree, then mycelial port, ants, woodpecker feast. earth, life, openness; a walking-staff's thud. ~ water's tone over three leaves~ a steady stream ~ mountain spring of Spring-- a higher note is struck in flowing free shady water source-- salamander audience of fullness' ease mountain nooks in bloom-- univied cradles pause, contact deeper breath ~ almost summer-- a level ridge stretches our backs ~ growls in the Spring dark-- a large rodent returns home to unwelcome guests. Spring lushness-- mountain sunrays glide north as we climb woodpecker echoes ~ the empty forest vibrates my growing hunger ~ *
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Jan 26, 2024
Jan 26, 2024 at 1:35 PM UTC
hokku Hot Springs 5.1.14
*sundogs past the vale -- late Spring's changing wind atop the same, sturdy tent bald mountain rains-- the worms retreat with every step ' sunset river-bat~ i stand deaf on the loud shore, with star and crescent moon ' Spring-summer fronts ~ tornado siren, trains; owls on the edge the French Broad's roar doesn't drown the bass across-- campsites decay* pristine pristineness~ comparing filth with (to less) filth, unnatural taste ' *individual-- tree, then mycelial port, ants, woodpecker feast. earth, life, openness; a walking-staff's thud. ~ water's tone over three leaves~ a steady stream ~ mountain spring of Spring-- a higher note is struck in flowing free shady water source-- salamander audience of fullness' ease mountain nooks in bloom-- univied cradles pause, contact deeper breath ~ almost summer-- a level ridge stretches our backs ~ growls in the Spring dark-- a large rodent returns home to unwelcome guests. Spring lushness-- mountain sunrays glide north as we climb woodpecker echoes ~ the empty forest vibrates my growing hunger ~ *
please feel free to form a tanka with any of these starting verses. perhaps renga will follow
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Jan 26, 2024
Jan 26, 2024 at 1:35 PM UTC
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