Tag Archives: Tanka

leave it twice

Posted on September 9, 2022 by istsfor manity

Waxen Wings Tanka Like the cormorant,Drying its wings in the sun,I am melting fast. Welcome to New Florida—‘State so Right(!)—you’ll leave it twice. What I’m Reading: “Useless! Useless! —heavy rain drivinginto the sea” — Jack Kerouac / “Useless! Useless!”

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greedy the image

Posted on September 3, 2022 by istsfor manity

beneath the banyan (tanka) greedy the imagereedy the voice that quaversneedy the sharp tooththat abstracts the raw terrorbeneath the fig banyan tree What I’m Reading: “… but we have seenThe moon in lonely alleys makeA grail of laughter of an … Continue reading →

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the wah wah

Posted on August 23, 2022 by istsfor manity

pure happenstance tanka pound hippo tamerbizarre verbal tapestryfuzzbox high steppershe stomps the wah wah pedalat the event horizon What I’m Reading: “I smell something soupish, sour and dank and it’sfilled with weeds like roughcat tongues…” — Diane Seuss / “backyard … Continue reading →

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pane cracked views

Posted on July 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

ghost town tanka of desperation,dim rooms moan obscenities.drafts seep through pane-crackedviews of black miry canals.alert sirens. empty streets. What I’m Reading: “We must learn to become conservationists of memory. Otherwise, this damage we have done to our planet will cost … Continue reading →

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no one called

Posted on July 8, 2022 by istsfor manity

Green Sky Tanka + Ukiah Derecho green sky—White Nationalists in town,No one wants them here,No one called them to BostonTo goose step the Freedom Trail. To the children of the Klan,Stay home with your shieldsAnd tend to your own gardens. … Continue reading →

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and now swimming

Posted on June 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

you’re in my system tanka floaters in my eyesminuscule liquidy sacscavorting beasties shrank yourself and now swimmingin plain sight—in my system What I’m Reading: “The warming of the planet is not waiting for consensus-building.” — Jeff Goddell / The Water … Continue reading →

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grit your teeth

Posted on May 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

Wings of State Tanka The wings are shearingThe fuselage vibrates hotHead down between kneesThere are no parachutes hereGrit your teeth close your eyes—NOW. What I’m Reading: “All of us moderns … can get away with a lot of waste when … Continue reading →

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now you don’t

Posted on May 20, 2022 by istsfor manity

Identity Reconstruction Tanka Now you see me, nowyou don’t. I’m lost to myself.Even I can’t seeme. These are the places Ilived. This is the art I made. What I’m Reading: “Artists manifested themselves in art, not the world, so humans … Continue reading →

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lower the lifeboats

Posted on December 30, 2021 by istsfor manity

Interlude III (Dark Water Tanka) Lower the lifeboats—We tread nose-deep in the plague—Lifelines beyond us.We roil dark water and sink.The mermaids sing for no one. “I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.I do not think that they will … Continue reading →

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shot by booster

Posted on October 27, 2021 by istsfor manity

Booster Shot Tanka Man shot by booster—Fever dreams / sleep of reason—Cavorting beastiesCourse through a body derailed:A self-styled auto-da-fé. “Anything a writer says about their work is outside the work, a stranger to it. It’s a different language. It’s almost … Continue reading →

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