Saturday, August 9, 2014

She asks me the name

she asks me the name 
of her flowering shrubs,
my mother
who in greener days
was a garden wizard

—The Bamboo Hut, Jan. 2014
P.S. Am speaking of rose of sharon.

2 comments:

  1. Lovely and poignant - the family tie, the diminishing of memory with age. A really special tanka, Janet.

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  2. Thanks, Wendy. I'm glad she was at least brave enough to ask me.

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