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Indian Summer–a tanka

I need to burn this embered red on simple green– how frost mimics fire the shades of burning, smokeless kissed light on the edge of leaves.

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Tanka #1

What drives this knowing? Poets are people who walk through life with small flaws in cracked armor, allowing life to blossom beneath skin.

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