Monday, July 9, 2012

Never thought

never thought
a life could grow to be
this unadorned,
my daily pot of oatmeal
steaming on the stove

—Modern English Tanka, Autumn 2008; 
Take Five, 2009

Never thought I'd be wanting that routine back, but after a long stretch of semichaotic living I believe I do. Time to simplify again and even get a wee bit organized. . .while still keeping the infusions of fresh ginger (per the previous poem)?


  1. Janet, I love the contrast--or the balance!--between this one and your previous tanka.

  2. Thanks, Jenny!
    Seems important that we balance the contrasts?