Tanka VII

Tanka VII

Rose a prey to pray
by wake of rage, rave and wail –
ere was worse’s worst pawned
by sigh sliced into scourged sores;
rustic revenge avenged pain.
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Note: of rustic revenge!

Published by Zuxiān

A sperm that was sown, Which for years has grown: Now, growing as a clone.

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