Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Two Tanka











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From outside my house,
only the faint distant sound
of gentle breezes
wandering through bamboo leaves
in the long evening silence.

Late evening finally
comes: I unlatch the door
and quietly
await the one
who greets me in my dreams.


–Otomo No Yakamochi



. 
images - Nordin Seruyan,
central Borneo







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