Tanka for a frozen morning

For Frank Tassone’s weekly haikai challenge.

sunrise january

when dawn breaks like ice
on a frozen puddle light
falls brittle sword-sharp
no fire flares in those streams
of cold brilliance only hope

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

36 thoughts on “Tanka for a frozen morning”

  1. My, “breaks,” “frozen,” “brittle,” “flares” all taking us to “cold brilliance” and “hope.” You make dawn into an extraordinary journey for us.

      1. It’s too easy to flick a switch and let the comfort flow. Easy to ignore that not everyone has that possibility, and easier still to ignore the cost to the planet of that facility.

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