I wash the canvas bleeding bruised blues into black dripping drops of white onto purple yellow bursts attempting to capture you.

I wash the canvas bleeding bruised blues into black dripping drops of white onto purple yellow bursts attempting to capture you.
The tanka (or waka) is a classical Japanese poetic form, typically consisting of five lines or units (lines in the Romanized forms). Each line or unit has a specific number … Continue reading Poetic Form: Tanka
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