“And, Now, A Slight Detour” Tanka 2349


(May 24, 2019)

this hinge of thin stone

rules my diurnal revolts

but neither notice

day or night both hold delights

and crash-costs negotiable*

*(T’were the best books of near-transparent stone erected well we might have sewn seeds of destruction: such readers well might bulk up and become a bother. Keep your discontented ghoulishly – and fashionably – thin so no more temples may tremble of a dark night’s passage’s portents. But there well might be fewer book-pests were the gilt mica vice naughty-pine.)

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