she swings her cane as if it could cut flowers she planted and now cannot name . . . inside, a cousin seals another box Published by Peg Duthie Peg Duthie lives in Nashville. Her poems have appeared in 7x20, unFold, and elsewhere. View all posts by Peg Duthie
Beautiful tanka, Peg, very moving. using a cane for the first time my father doesn't look up looking like any old man Reply
Beautiful tanka, Peg, very moving.
using a cane
for the first time
my father doesn't look up
looking like
any old man
so sad…
Sad , but so well shown and done, Peg. Thank you!
exquisitely poignant
dad's refusal
to use the cane
old tiger maple
Very sad!
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If i could break
all seals
all locks
Or
If i could live
open life from the start
Oh, sad!
marion