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Tanka
the elderly widow
prefers red instead of black
her grief hidden;
she has gentlemen for tea
who sometimes stay the night
Notes from the Gean, autumn 2009
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Tanka
trees and more trees brush against my window feeling like a bird seeing what it sees when out on a limb Red Lights
