Saturday, November 16, 2013

Studying

A half-finished book
under a half-naked tree.
Bark and spine against my spine.
Notes fluttering loose as leaves.
"How do I love thee?  Let me . . ."*

*Elizabeth Barrett Browning

A tanka for the Mini-Challenge at Real Toads

20 comments:

Susan said...

Love.

Hannah said...

This is brilliant, MZ! Bringing this imagery together as one...brilliant!

Fireblossom said...

I love this. I can see it.

my heart's love songs said...

you always excel at short poetry, MZ ~ love the ways this flows when read out loud, too.

grapeling said...

masterful ~

Ella said...

Love this one! Bravo MZ

Sylvia K said...

Oh, yes! I love this one, too!!

Sioux said...

All five lines--simple and warm and perfect.

Kerry O'Connor said...

There are moments for quiet introspection such as these, when one feels in tune with nature, and poetry seems a part of a much greater whole.

Lorraine said...

I don't need to tell how much i love this, let me count the ways

Outlawyer said...

So charming.
k. (Manicddaily)

Björn said...

How to sit at in a garden reading... i can feel that tree...

Marian said...

aw! a snapshot many of us can relate to :)

Loredana Donovan said...

Lovely! :)

uneven steven said...

great really loved this poem :-)

Helen said...

... 'bark and spine against my spine' ... I think everyone reading this tanka will relate. :)

Gabriella said...

You have painted a very vivid and poetic scene, Mama Zen and Elizabeth Browning's line at the end blends in perfectly well.

Susie Clevenger said...

Sigh...perfect

Mary said...

Well captured, MZ!!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

How do I love thee, MZ? Can't count that high. LOved this.