Tanka (drama in Tanka form)
My ship is burning
Lower lifeboats, close the bar,
Sea is full of sharks.
Blaze’s beaten, watch for ember
Guano stinks like rotting fish.
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
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