Res John Burman
'Exiles Tanka' - Poem by Res John Burman
As winter storms in
My little mimosa tree
Sports shivering blooms
The collared dove warms her feet
Dreaming of Southern Sunshine.
Far from the mountains
Where sages lived forever
My heart grows older
Remembering younger days
And weeping dark bamboo tears.
Copyright © Res JFB 25th November 2009
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