Entry 1 Half-Marathon 15.00 EU time — Five Tanka

in the distance

clusters of grey clouds

a line of laundry

waiting for the shrapnel

of piercing rain


what makes me think

a cup of chamomile tea

will set things right

the saucers are chipped

with arguments


I’d like a bee

to fly the gauntlet

of my garden chimes

the sound coated

with lavender


some news today

about the wars in the world

while we tend

our garden of strawberries,

peaches, and lime


summer solstice …

I paid all our debts

last week

that nothing should disturb

this long afternoon

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