Tankatuesday.com is really helping me embrace winter imagery, along with the challenge of writing unfamiliar forms of poetry. And the counting syllables on the fingers. Multiple times, making sure. This time it’s 57577 – and you gotta give me “covers” as two syllables while “warmth” is just one.
Winter cloud covers
The thin warmth of the low sun
Light in the darkness
Clouds open and the frost shines
Holly branches sparkling
The third line is the pivot, meaning it should shift the movement of the poem in a different direction, but still relate to the first two lines. This invited the contrast between winter’s hard to love side with its great and sudden beauty.
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Mark Bozeman 
That is as pretty as the picture 🙌
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Thanks!
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I love it, Mark. You’re explaining the pivot in tanka poetry! And, your poem is fabulous!
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I kinda just took your explanation lol
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LOL! Well, I guess that works. 😝
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Wonderful Tanka, Mark. The last line really captures the season. 😊
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Thanks!
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The thin warmth of the low sun–
I really like that line, it’s so evocative. (K)
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Thanks! It inspired the whole poem 🙂
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Boz, how you described this is probably how the first person began believing heaven was in the sky. Lovely!
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Wow! What an amazing parallel!!! Thank you 😊
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You’re welcome 🙂
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I can see the sparkle in your words. Beautiful poem.
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Thank you!
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Very vivid imagery, Mark ❤
Excellent!
Much love,
David
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