monotanka cluster

 not much morning talk of frivolous things a green wind is born later on 

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returning home after a busy day "release the Kracken" screamed out in a loud voice

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eating black olives this morning's balmy heat dampens my skin again and again 

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travel bans due to Coronavirus torn pages from a book of tanka by Nakajo

*Nakajo Fumiko remarkable tanka poetess who died of breast cancer. She wrote of her life in "Chibusa Soshitsu" (Losing My Breasts) 

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salvaging a broken relationship—i don't consider my age much anymore or anything else 

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old journal full of monotanka i recognize a man's ornate handwriting in an old book