Tanka as a Poem
I have been outside
Nature is beautiful they say
It was rather cold
The sun, one euro polished
Clouds are the suns` flunkies
Inside looking out
Nature looks like fantasy land
You can`t lure me out
The wilderness is insecure
And sometimes the wind blows hard
I`m civilised man
Outdoor is discovery channel
Sharks and dark water
Nature needs a glass divider
Enjoying our inimitableness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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