Sunday, October 7, 2012

Poem from the fair: tanka

How the poetry booth works: fair-goers give us ideas we call prompts. Prompts can be titles, themes, phrases, grocery lists, whatever comes to mind. We take the prompt, put pen to paper and see what emerges. Sometimes the poem even speaks to the topic! It's great writing practice and a good opportunity to send ego off to watch the spam-carving contest while the muse settles down at the table.

I've just been introduced to this "mother of the haiku" (sorry, don't know who I'm quoting). Here's a tanka (http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5793) I wrote yesterday at the Inkwell Booth:

The Green Path



Many-legged gap-toothed
path unseen by color-blind.
We stumble against
cherry trees. They shower us
with petals, soft as kindness.

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