April 15, 2013, mid-afternoon. Staring out the window, I notice that some of them are bowing heavily, a few others passed out. Just a couple of days ago, I had planted them carefully in a neat row down the center of the bed. Now, I must painstakingly tuck them back in.
After I return inside, I learn that a horrific attack has occurred at the Boston Marathon. Much more news would follow: so many serious injuries, a child among the dead. What do parents say to their children, even those not immediately affected?
* Words on a sign made by Martin Richard, eight years old, one of the three people killed. —LYNX, February 2014
"with pebbles" first published at Haiku News, August 2013.
Please join us on the Tanka Society of America (TSA) Facebook page for a "Spring Tanka" event in recognition of National Poetry Month and the TSA's anniversary. Read all the poems posted there to this week's theme of "spring flowers." Post your own tanka too. There will be three additional themes during the month of April. Celebrate, enjoy!
almost painful the sweet girlhood fragrance of apple blossoms I close my eyes and sniff again
—Above tanka and photo by Margaret Chula, TSA President