Her face looks bizarre.
She smiles and glares at me
as if she’s blissful,
as if she’s longsuffering,
Can you tell me how to hide?
-Lebana’s Tanka-
Reflection
Her face looks bizarre.
She smiles and glares at me
as if she’s blissful,
as if she’s longsuffering,
Can you tell me how to hide?
-Lebana’s Tanka-
Lebana's Journey
|Prose and Poetry| 