Tanka by Beverley George
after you ring
off
I go to find the moon–
like you
it’s north of
here
and just as
far away
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why is your
voice
impossible to recall?
the apricot
tree
you planted
in our youth
still fruits
every year
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after he
mends
the five bar
gate
the old man
rides it once
across the puddle
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a briar
grows
from the rusty
water tank
somehow we survive
another winter together
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broken planks
of the old
fishing jetty
just like us
piers out of
sight
but holding
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waiting for your call
I water the
walled garden
in autumn dusk
white moths flutter up
as uncertain as your love
a lightning
strike
splits our
old apple tree-
I never
dreamed
the death
that parted us
would not be
one of ours
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