Category Archives: Tanka

No Roadside Assistance

February ends The moon’s a blown-out tire, flat Slapping on asphalt The bent rim rolls on and on Trailing sparks across the night

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Amongst the Green

Andrew Mitrovica has a great piece at ipolitics about Stephen Harper and his policies. Here’s the beginning: “Before last week, I thought I understood the depth of Prime Minister Stephen Harper’s malevolence. I was wrong. Only now do I appreciate … Continue reading

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The Lilacs Don’t Care

The Lilacs Don’t Care The lilacs don’t care if you’ve waited years for one to open florets under your prim nose—like me, they shiver for the spring wind.

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