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John Daleiden, US
 

 

 

 

Tanka Sequence

 

For Auld Lang Syne

 

alive with a flock of birds
resting from their flight
a pair of distraught lovers
discuss a reunion

lonely winter nights
without you by my side
the cold fills our bed—
outside the blizzard rages
the only movement is snow

when will the north wind
cease this relentless fury?
without heat or lights
the cold days and nights numb
my memories of you

So strange! the last scraps
of your letters burn brightly
warming my cold flesh—
I pray you are in a safe
and warm shelter far away

it's New Year's Eve!
alone, I raise my glass—
For auld lang syne
this cup of kindness, old friend,
I reach out to grasp your hand

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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