Michael Pruchnicki


American Tanka - Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

sun fires the green field

ravens descend to scavenge-
midnight black at noon

far-off bugles sound retreat

battlefield at Gettysburg


Comments about American Tanka by Michael Pruchnicki

  • Rookie - 145 Points Nimal Dunuhinga (3/3/2008 4:37:00 PM)

    That's nice remind me of the hell 'Gettysburg.' (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Lime and Tequila with a Splash of Pineapple (2/12/2008 3:13:00 PM)

    I'm quote my mental exclamation on reading this, 'Oh this is good! ' You have a knack for final lines that just pull a poem into perspective.

    Peace,


    L&T (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ivor Hogg (2/2/2008 1:13:00 PM)

    Straight to the jugular well written (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2008



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