depth of autumn
all his words that
have fallen on deaf ears
he walks over leaves
soul bare as the trees
2.
the moon inspires verses
the same little star keeps
twinkles at its side
that fine person i rejected
years ago
3.
the moth
so riotious
now so quiet
i look into its wing
and meditate
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All three of these tankas are well done and lovely. I like the third one best. And yet, I am enthralled at the second one, thinking of the lovely person you rejected being there beside the moon. Wonderful! Good work, John. Raynette