kozue's favourite tanka from GUSTS

New tanka added: October 12, 2020

 

from GUSTS 32, 2020  

GUSTS32


with words

in a notebook

I’m painting

unseen, in plain sight, 

an elegy for the blues

                            Michael McClintock (USA) 



two guitars

and two suitcases of songs,

journals, and art

that final note stretched you

so thin you disappeared

                              James Chessing (USA) 



remembering

how he bundled me up

in his coat

will I have such moments

of tenderness again?

                            Joyce Wong (Canada)



from GUSTS 31, 2020

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an unexpected death

searching the sky

I find

snowy peaks graced

with a veil of pink cloud

                            Vicki McCullough (Canada) 


a spill of light

through the cracks

of a poem—

carrying Leonard Cohen

in my coat pocket

                          Marianne Paul (Canada) 


how cookies

C    r   u    M   b    l    e

a message

to seek the fortune

within oneself

                             James Won (USA) 



from GUSTS 30, 2019          

GUSTS30


with every swing

of the pendulum

the arc diminishes

for the first time I park

in a handicap space

                           Sally Biggar (USA)


plowing,

she finds potatoes,

carrots

and words

buried in the mud   (Writer Sei Yoshino)

                                     Natsuko Wilson (Canada)


accidental brush

of a hand agaist bare arm

elevator going down

gentle realization

that my marriage was over

                               Josephine LoRe (Canada)


energizer bunny

how you go on

and on 

and on

about yourself

                     Susan Burch (USA)


in front of

the Tiffany

I took a selfie,

eating a croissant

from a paper bag

                        Noriko Sato (Canada)



from GUSTS 292019 

GUSTS29


scent of spring...

inside the fabric shop

a six-year-old

playing in the button box

tells me grown-ups are boring

                            Maria Steyn (South Africa)


precious lost souls

like a fallen oak

leave a hole

in the sky

of the heart

                        Edna Searles (USA)


dementia

I can still travel 

the dark halls

that lead

to her soul

                 Huguette Ducharme (Canada) 



from GUSTS 28, 2018 

GUSTS28

in the window

of the shoe store

on display

silver stilettos

aged feet fantasise

                        Jan Foster (Australia) 


my aunt’s diary

paragraphs about

doing the laundry

her wedding day

three words  

               munira judith avinger (Canada) 


groceries in the bag

the elderly gentleman’s

eyes glistening

unable to remember

the pin number

                          James B. Peters (USA) 



from GUSTS 27, 2018

GUSTS27


this vine-covered shed

totally unremarkable

until that one week

of long, warm days

when the wisteria blooms

                            Elinor Pihl Huggett  (USA) 


a single cry

above the darkening

lake…

the bittern flies into

its loneliness

                            Robert Kusch  (USA) 


agitated pea green sea

tempest

in a matcha bowl

the storm preceding

tranquility

                          Tom Lyon Freeland  (Canada) 



from GUSTS 26, 2017



my mechanic’s

new apprentice

lights up

the entire garage

with her smile

                           Maxianne Berger (Canada) 


my old PC

won’t co-operate

with me any more

…just like a teen-ager

trying my patience

                         Noriko Sato (Canada) 


beyond the trees

the golden moon

              a coyote

              lopes through

              the silence

                         elena johnson  (Canada) 


for your eyes only,

she says with a shy nod—

I think about this

then raise a hand to caress

her remaining breast

                         Michael Dylan Welch  (USA) 



from GUSTS 25, 2017



gulls shriek,

the ocean shrugs over

empty shells

this fine line between

being alone and lonely

                          Carole MacRury (USA) 

spring thaw

splintered ice patches

in pieces

numbly I listen 

to condolences

                        Terra Martin (Canada) 


passionately

at a fish market

a mother is explaining

to her three-year-old son

the benefits of Omega 3

                      Yasuko Ito Watt (USA) 


resisting

yet

pulled to you. . .

tonight’s

dark moonrise

                 elehna de sousa (Canada) 


once a week

a care worker visits my house

and carefully

cleans

both the rooms and my mind

                      Fujiko Sato (Japan) 



from GUSTS 24, 2016



continuous

rainy days on the island

I soak myself

in the stormy ocean

of Dostoyevsky

                   Natsuko Wilson (Canada) 


remnants

of sun and sea

the deck chair

where he used 

to sit

                  Huguette Ducharme (Canada) 


this October wind

blows the leaves

up and back

maybe on a lonely day

you’ll think of me

                  Stanford M. Forrester (USA) 


whiskey voice

and a steel guitar

bluesman

slides his music

along my spine

                 Jeff Seffinga (Canada) 


outside

the cafe window

a woman

with green fingernails

taps the first day of spring

                     Gerry Jacobson (Australia) 



from GUSTS 23, 2016



sharing

the glass—

a taste of lipstick

just before

the taste of wine

                  Colin Bardell (Canada) 


your footsteps

on the wooden stairs

as you leave

this old house echoes

with loneliness

                 Anne Benjamin (Australia) 


slipping back to sleep

the rumble

of the midnight train

on its routine run

a lullaby of steel and fire

                     Richard St. Clair (USA) 



from GUSTS 22, 2015

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coming directly

towards me across snow

a red fox

her cubs all gone now

her loneliness complete

                  Susan Mary Wade (UK) 


holding her

in her sadness

the world

not as we wish

yet perfect

                     Christina Nguyen (USA) 


tired 

of rejection

a panhandler

asks me

for the time

                 Robert Piotrowski (Canada)          



 from GUSTS 21, 2015


dark energy

pushing space itself

apart…

a ribbon of birds

wheels across the winter sky

                         Jenny Ward Angyal (USA) 


cafe coffee

with friends not seen

for a while

listening to them chatter

wondering why I came

                         Kirsty Karkow (USA)  


All men

become brothers… it says

tonight

I listen to Beethoven

in deep resignation

                       Tony Boehle (Germany)  


my nieces

sort out their toys

for the needy

tiptoe out at night

to rescue them back

                       Dawn Bruce (Australia)  



from GUSTS 20, 2014



every night

the far high room

calls to me

every night the snow

falls in my sleep

                        Joy McCall (UK)  


just as you told me

now in the stream bed

the braille

of river-stones

under my feet

                   Kath Abela Wilson  (USA)  

         

a pine-dark hill

in the distance

unceasingly

my thoughts

return to you

                   Marje A. Dyck (Canada)  



from GUSTS 19, 2014


is it the river

they follow in the dark?

cranes crying

hundreds, thousands,

under a waning moon                   

                 Ingrid Kunschke (Germany)  



two foreign girls

on vacation

my cat

suddenly fluent

in their language


                    Jeff Seffinga (Canada)  




I watch him

glide the bow across 

a cello's strings

closing my eyes

I am cello in his hands

                    Genie Nakano (USA)



cabin fever

the sound

of a snow plow

scrapping away

my loneliness


                     Pamela A. Babusci (USA) 



from GUSTS 18, 2013


name tag. . .

as if you might know

who I am

hidden deep

in aubergine ink 


                      Carol Judkins (USA) 


going into a cafe

to be alone, I choose the table

surrounded

by the ebb and flow

of French conversation


                       Makoto Nakanishi (Japan) 


my wings

feel broken today

my corduroy coat

flung over a chair

in winter light


                       Michael McClintock (USA) 


lavender

coming into flower. . .

my mind drifts

to the oncology ward

your quiet acceptance


                       Mary Franklin (Canada) 


seventeen years

does not erase

the memory. . .

marigolds still bloom,

water runs in the creek


         
          Susan Constable (Canada) 


from GUSTS 17, 2013




if I leave

this colorful world

before you. . .

look for me in clear rain,

in the dew on a rose


                   
Carole MacRury (USA) 




the things

I couldn't imagine

at twenty

I understand at sixty-nine

mom's love affair at seventy


                   Jeanne Jorgensen (Canada) 



clouds clearing

silver streaks on the sea,

this long long beach. . .

is seventy-one too old

to be ambitious


                  Amelia Fielden (Australia)  



from 
GUSTS 16, 2012




the goodnight kiss

my daughter says . . .

what she missed

the most

when I left home


                   Ken Slaughter (USA) 


I miss

the slight sound of

deer

walking on dry leaves

in our backyard
                  

                       Naoko Kishigami Selland (Japan)                  


written in pencil,

great-grandfather's letters

from Ceylon . . .

how far can one travel

resisting change?


                     Maria Steyn (South Africa)  



damson stones

in the gravel

path

so many 

missed chances

                        Robert Davey (UK)  




from GUSTS 15, 2012



she holds

her newborn brother

close to her chest

he's breathing

in time with my heart


                  Dawn Bruce (Australia) 


one grey goose

floating amongst

the reeds

the shape of

my solitary childhood


                  Marje A. Dyck (Canada) 



a thousand fireflies

out of dark woods

light springs

from unexpected

sources 

                  Luminita Suse (Canada)   



from 
GUSTS 14, 2011



sunrise . . .

you hand me a cup

of coffee

darkened with what

you think of me


                   robert d. wilson (Philippines)    



Fukushima

a land

uprooted

and yet

the cherry blossoms 

                  Pamela Cooper (Canada)   




from GUSTS 13, 2011



just by chance

the trail of a falling star

all my life

this unpredictability

of grace

             Michele L. Harvey (USA)  



trying 

to tightly wrap

my anxiety

this furoshiki should do

with its flying cranes

                   Sanford Goldstein (Japan)  



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