For Frank Tassone’s weekly haikai challenge
no wolf
to howl this moon
this land is ours
raked cleared sown no wild things
wander free these tame hills
Tanka: Wolf moon
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For Frank Tassone’s weekly haikai challenge
no wolf
to howl this moon
this land is ours
raked cleared sown no wild things
wander free these tame hills
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Jane Dougherty Writes 
This is a sad tale.💜
The wolf is hated and feared everywhere.
Yes I wonder why 💜
We have never been able to share.
No very true 💜
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Beautifully written. But the land is only “ours” if theft confers the right of ownership!
Ah. Proudhon would be proud of you 🙂 I agree incidentally.
Mine is the first human word. (K)
And we never look back.
It accumulates like all of our stuff.
Until we throw it away out of boredom or inertia.
A mourning. Wolves are such excellent animals! When humankind let go of it’s mistaken sense of supremacy will the earth repair again.
They have a role to play but we have taken over all the roles, set the tune and make everything else dance to it.
… lets …
… its …
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #1 (1/7/20): Jane Dougherty’s latest #tank for my current #haikai challenge!
Thank you Frank 🙂