Tag Archives: Tanka

got shaking balconies

nor’easter apocalypse blues (tanka +) we’ve got thunder snowwe’ve got bombogenesiswe’ve got sideways snowwe’ve got blizzard conditionswe’ve got shaking balconies we’ve got 70-mile gusts‘ got 2 feet of snow forecast‘ icebergs in plymouth harbor . . . (we’ve got 18 … Continue reading

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empty banner eyes 

dystopiaville tanka dear leader unfurleda dystopian visionempty banner eyesswinging in the heartache windthis colorless cold drab day What I’m Reading: Life begins in darkness, where it belongs. There is only darkness, the natural state of all that is, so why … Continue reading

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a peppery taste

in a vise haiku my head in a viseseventeen electroshocksa peppery taste What I’m Reading: Shall I swallow cave-phantoms? — Samuel Beckett / “Whoroscope”

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unfiltered napalm nosegays

the wedlock of bath salts & sgt. orange (tanka) • mulberry stained mouth• truncheons and cigars to fear• orgasms on hate• his revulsion unfiltered• napalm nosegays in the morn’ What I’m Reading: If you ever want to feel your place … Continue reading

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window baton candy 

dark work tanka briar worms for boysnab schoolfellows at dark work:hide-and-seek with ICEtruncheon and tear gas hopscotchwindow baton candy crush (y’all come back now, ya hear!) What I’m Reading: The violent confrontation that Trump craves most is the war at … Continue reading

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frozen iguana falling

falling tanka so cold i’m like afrozen iguana fallingfrom a palm tree trunk i almost look like a brancha sign of weather whiplash? What I’m Reading: You are placed in landscape, you are placed in time. But, within that, there’s … Continue reading

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frontispiece in shards

forks (ukiah • haiku • tanka) an eye asquint at weatherroam through the ruinsfrontispiece in shards anew cling to my vestmentsforks in the road are not forksmy hairshirt newly shredded you look up and smileblinded by the ecliptic —apocalyptic —you … Continue reading

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not a bot

brain feed tanka i am not a boti’m not an algorithmnot a post-human — won’t wreak enormous damagenot brought to you by ai What I’m Reading: Peace abroad and war at home? It’s an unusual note to strike in an … Continue reading

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one thing reel

decenter the I tanka flickering my eyesi will decenter the Ilike a flicker film caught in the gate / melting down /the WE — is the one thing reel What I’m Reading: i’d wolf abuela’s nopales and howl this resuscitated … Continue reading

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heighten the parallax

i squeeze an eye tanka i squeeze an eye shutto heighten the parallaxthe world looks better in this way the world askewappears to gain equipoise What I’m Reading: I am drunk. Forgive me that I couldn’t bearto see you off, … Continue reading

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