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Tanka challenge 4/3/12
The temple bells toll:
A spring night's dreaming mirrors
Life's impermanence.
In the dark I lie, counting
Beloved faces like coins.
(I think I riffed on the Gion Shoja passage of the Tale of the Heike before, but felt like taking another crack at it from a slightly different angle.)
A spring night's dreaming mirrors
Life's impermanence.
In the dark I lie, counting
Beloved faces like coins.
(I think I riffed on the Gion Shoja passage of the Tale of the Heike before, but felt like taking another crack at it from a slightly different angle.)