Tanka for Day 1310

Where once blue shade pools 

beckoned, promising respite,

frantic wasps swarm

Ghostlike, I linger, drawing 

neither notice nor contempt.

(c) 2020 by Hannah Six

Quickly, slow (Day 1265)

Quickly, slow hours pass

Orange cat dreams of forests

We wonder: How soon? 

Prowling among lost pages

Night descends like yesterday

(c) 2020 by Hannah Six

Incised (Day 1239)

variable line

imprecisely elegant

incised on absence

wavering toward its destination

papers edge a borderless horizon

© 2020 by Hannah Six

Those days (Day 1206)

Outside the station

She waves at the engineers

Grandma’s hand in hers

Those days, the world was shiny  

That was when the trains still ran 

(c) 2020 by Hannah Six