1. The sun slips from the sky. Another day joins the past, each moment a frame in burnt, halting celluloid. Sad movie: cut—stop rolling.
2. The clouds roam freely like horses in open valleys. I, too, join the play in chameliod heavens from this terrestrial point— afar, stranded on dark Earth.
3. The trees tremble. Police sirens fade, distant. Stars puncture the sky. Everywhere cries are heard: “Make this cohere once again.”
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Tanka is a traditional Japanese verse form which is only slightly longer than a haiku, consisting of five lines.