Genie Nakano and Micheal H .Lester
I enjoy
my solitary
conversations
playing
devils advocate
I often repeat
to myself
words
I have just spoken
in case I didn't hear
sometimes
I write letters that
I never send
another private talk
no one hears but me
when I whistle
I sing the words
in my head
what does the wind say
blowing through the trees
the wind
blowing through my hair
there is so little time
let's jump above the gust
and dance with the wind
Genie Nakano and Michael H. Lester
Originally published in International Tanka
No. 6 2019
Publisher: Aya Yuki
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