Tag: Tanka Diary


  • Tanka Diary, day one

    h2. A journey begins A spider-fly spins her thread and complications into artful home. Bound in that silvery web, she is comfortable and caught. Seeking adventure and the spark of different things, I ask for safety. At home but confined, I’m …

  • Tanka Diary, day two

    h3. I hate camping in the dark With eight eyes glowing in the woods for company, who would bring a gourd of spiced wine to share with friends in the solitary dark? Parties in the woods are overrated.