Tanka #7 from Folded Paper Bleeds: A Collection of Tanka Poems
Tanka #7 from Folded Paper Bleeds: A Collection of Tanka Poems

Gnarled bone-white cliff tree
tumbled from luscious green heights
clings to crumbled shelf.
Roots dangle in open air
grasping towards vanished soil.

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