A Tanka / Haiku / Senryu combo. (One stone cast at two birds). ———[||]——— Uninspired He still has his words. He hopes he has an outlet. (Shadows can brighten.) He sits there in the darkness waiting for inspiration. Waiting is waiting. Sometimes the sun doesn’t rise. Sometimes sunlight’s dark. He goes back to bed. Tomorrow’s … Continue reading Twosday
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